Thursday, April 28, 2011

Some that morning (journal entry 9-6-93)

some that morning cried at your grave and wept at merely the mention of your name
some that morning said they'd miss you 'cause they'd lost you
said you passed away

but while those same some that morning ached and pained
i rejoiced in your freedom

we life on this earth as slaves to evil landlords
and everyday we gotta fight

but now you fight with us
you move faster than before
not burdened down by flesh and bones
now you fight with us

some that morning cried at your grave
but those that morning
don't know what i know

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