I’m gonna sing.

I’m gonna shout.

This is what it’s all about.

When they got your back against a wall

We ain’t gonna let it fall.

I’ve been around.

I’ve seen a few.

This is what we’re gonna do.

We’re gonna sing.

We’re gonna shout.

Don’t let your mind fill with any doubt.

When it comes time

Let’s get to it.

Feet hit the street

It’s time to unscrew it.

If the shoot me where I stand

They kill the thing that made this land grand.

Whitman’s blood in my veins

I’m watching it go down trying to keep sane.

But there is one thing that I know.

And this one thing I will bestow.

I’m gonna sing.

I’m gonna shout.

This is what it’s all about.

(Rough cut poetry from the dog’s walk. I had to keep repeating it to myself, least I forget it)