New Year the old year goes it slides, it slips down the tube of time those left behind will sing a song half choking on the rhyme can we make sense of what has gone before? the brutality, the senseless acts spilling the blood of angels sentencing the rest to life imprisonment to grief and sadness leaving tears in the wake a restless sea of woe and the wars go on as we amass artillery to undo each other once and for all and greed continues unabated and governments topple and hatred rules the roost babies are slaughtered in and out of the womb what have we become? peace on earth? really? when, how, where? we are captive to our entertainment brainwashed by advertising we celebrate idiocy and condemn intelligence the money machine bulldozes its way through the land and they tell us to vote that it matters really? I see no reason for hope in all of this . . but I have seen good people that love in spite of everything the invisible saints that are given ten words on page thirty seven if that . . and if I hadnt seen the hand of god in my own life Id give up... but we do what we can with what we have the old year goes it slides, it slips down the tube of time those left behind will sing a song half choking on the rhyme charlie giardino 12/29/12
Posted on: Mon, 22 Dec 2014 23:59:15 +0000
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