Good Morning from Bodfish Canyon, California...
Thanks to Mark for inviting me to post my thoughts here. By way of introduction, I'll throw up one of my songs. This is a piece that I wrote during the 2000 elections. I was camping out in the deserts of California and Nevada, listening to the Bush/ Gore debates around the campfire on AM radio. I finished the song in a motel room in Las Vegas wtching the Florida recounts on CNN...
Betrayed
by Lost Hills
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Leaving California,
I gave it all away,
And crossed the great desert
Just to be betrayed.
~
I saw the wreck on the highway,
But I did not stop to pray;
I crossed the great desert
Just to be betrayed.
~
Now I won't say a word against anyone.
We look within and ask ourselves
What has to be done...
When that star rose out of the darkness
Just before the break of day,
I crossed the great desert
Just to be betrayed.
~
I camped upon a ridge above
That city on the plain.
When I crossed the great desert
Just to be betrayed.
I stood alone and watched the lights
Refracting through the rain.
When I crossed the great desert
Just to be betrayed.
~All men are brothers, underneath the skin.
Why must we spend our lives
Trying to do each other in?
I used to live among them,
But I could not stay...
And I crossed the great desert
Just to be betrayed.
~
When the Saints came down to the valley,
They got down on their knees.
They crossed the great desert
Just to be betrayed.
~
In a land of milk and honey
That could meet their every need,
They crossed the great desert
Just to be betrayed.
~
Now fistfulls of dollars stain every hand.
Divide and conquer is the rule of the land.
There's a wreck on the highway;
Won't somebody pray?
We have crossed the great desert
Just to be betrayed.....
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Well, it's 5 years down the road, and still feel betrayed. Feel it more and more every day, and I don't feel like praying is enough. Over the last 5 years I have gotten deeper and deeper into activism. As Pete Seeger likes to say, "You've got to Organize..." Sites like this and Acoustic Coffeehouse can be a nexus for just that. We still have some kind of a democracy here, and if we want to keep it we're going to have to fight for it....
peace,
...Lost Hills
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