I've been thinking about us, too. About our people living like pigs and good, rich land laying fallow. Or maybe one guy with a million acres and 100,000 farmers starving.
And I've been wondering, if all our folks got together and yelled....
Maybe it's like Casey said. A fella ain't got a soul of his own, just a little piece of a big soul, the one big soul that belongs to everybody. Then.... Then it don't matter. I'll be all around in the dark. I'll be everywhere, wherever you can look. Wherever there's a fight so hungry people can eat, I'll be there. Wherever there's a cop beating up a guy, I'll be there. I'll be in the way guys yell when they're mad. I'll be in the way kids laugh when they're hungry and they know supper's ready. And when the people are eating the stuff they raise, and living in the houses they build, I'll be there, too.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Posted by Angie Lee at 8:19 AM