RISE!

Roaches in the kitchen
Rats in the rafters
Ants in the cookie jar
Act now not after

Huffin’ and puffin’
Wolf at the door
Blowin’ down the house
That’s what’s in store

Crows in the cornfield
Mice in the larder
Weasel in the white house
Gotta try harder!

Stand up America!

Stand Up America!

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STAND … CLICK HERE … ROCKIT

 

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Akrika Bambaataa

Zulu nation … Bambaataa

Feel the rhythm of the Afrika Bambaataa, heh

Are you ready for the new age
They are setting the stage
For the renegades
To control your mind
They planned it yesterday
Fffffff-free
Zulu nation here to stay

Let’s get electrofied

Pump it, rockin’ it, stickin’ it, funkin it Afrika
Pump it, rockin’ it, stickin’ it, funkin it Zulu nation
Z-U-L-U that’s the way we say Zulu
Z-U-L-U that’s the way we say Zulu
Zulu nation
Cities of angels
Afrika Bamaaaaaataaaa Zulu nation
Electro funk, electro funk, electro funk – Future shock
Weee want your funk – Afrika
We want your funk

Let’s get electrofied

The world is on fire, can I take you higher
The world is on fire
Zulu nation
Hahahahahahaha Future
Hahahahahahaha Future

Electro get goin’ and the funk don’t stop
Time to clear the floor and let the Zulu’s rock
Hail the system flowin’ and defend the tribe [?]
Machines make the music and let Akrika shock

The year 2000 is on the way, some say
The year 2000 has been here since yesterday

Electric beats
Electric beats

We’re Zulusssssssssssssssssss

The past has gotta stop
The future’s gotts rock
Say what
Future

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Mystery

Sometime before the land turned away from light

The wind in the wild mustard slowed
The sun, being where is always is, the moon too
Twilight and moonrise were in me.

Something small and quick sprang and ran.
The long grass bent as I watched the urge to chase
Corner and kill rise and fall inside me.

A hawk tucked wings, stooped from a great height
Was high in the air again, a ground squirrel in its claws–
The life of a large snake touched me, I watched

From grass to rock, sand on the road to sage
I heard the dry hiss where a lizard whipped out.
The serpent, licking the air with a pronged tongue

Coiled under a cactus tree, sang a warning–
This was no tree of knowledge, the rattler
Untouched by good or evil, is pure, perfectly pure.

I closed my eyes, sound and light opened the third eye
I saw a human face, half gleaming reptilian green
Half clear compassionate blue– There were no words,

No thought, I moved forward and became that face.

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To My Mexican American Neighbors

The long hours of your drinking are now the short hours of my sleep.
Sleep covers me with black sheets
but your latino voices startle my ears.
I would cry out the window, ¡Cállate!, but civility prevents me.
So amigos, I still up with you
Hearing the riot of your banter
Pretending I’m a writer.
Have you so many considerations keeping you from calm dreams
Or is it a lady that stirs you
Keeping your tongues wagging
into the moonlit morning?
It is true, the young believe they will live forever, talk forever
Of conquest, business and love
Yes, they will live forever
But will they learn to love their neighbor?
I am not so old, but tonight I am in an old man’s body
With an old man’s longing for peace
Wishing I could sleep, sleep forever
While beyond my window
A mockingbird laughs at me, the moon falls to the west
Falling as I should be, word by word, laugh by laugh, into dreams.

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