I find that I can't get Jeffrey out of my mind. I can see him at 11- 12 years old jumping in the car, when I'd pick him up at a friends. It's so real...it's almost like you can reach out and touch him. What a world of hell this administration has put us in. One we will live in all the rest of our days...
Everybody dies, he could have gone another way, but he had to leave his parents behind. Voting put to 18 so they could have a say before they died, but we're still trapped and corralled, cordoned off to the private sector, waiting to be picked up by the butcher Uncle Sam. We're not so different in times of difference, we both still put our own heads to the chopping block.
Lost my father much too soon, but not to ideals, he died for his vices, the apple didn't fall far,
as I light another,
you know he went to jail saying things I said before, didn't like the big guy either,
we're all the fruit of our tree, the weak seed of American tree. Pine-ing for that shiny new thing, blind to the bright
to superscede you, a genius at your feet, begging for more than bottom feed from the colorful box,
they want you, mommy, they want you to show them the way to two jobs and poverty, gotta have that prettier sparkley, put it on the credit card and watch the money go before it comes,
hey you know this is stupid, how come you can't just show them how to build,
their mind a precious thing.
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Yes seriously - we've gone back to the formation of the government when only WHITE MALES WITH PROPERTY had a voice... remember that in your history lessons?
Now the white males with property have been replaced by large groups with strong opinions and money for campaigns - lobbyists.
They slipped their finger into the pink slit of government, but government is already married - to the people. Looks like the husband on paper is being ignored for the husband with all the cash.
In a nutshell - our government is cheating on us.
I've thought for a long time that the electoral college needs to be abolished. But a lot of people just go with whatever the popular opinion of the time may be. Many people don't use their own minds.
Something no-one should ever have to know is the pain of burying their child. One of my friends buried her 35-year-old son 2 months ago. He was in a motorcycle accident and wasn't wearing a helmet.
Back when I was young, the lady next door to us had lost a son in Viet Nam. She would sit on her porch in the afternoon and wail. I can never forget that sound. I wish no-one would ever have to grieve this way. Even now, 35 years later, it makes me cry.
For what it's worth:
Peace.
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