This is a space where I have a mid life crisis, write about my creative journey, and talk about songwriting and share bits of terrible poetry.

Wake up, America

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Wake up America.
Take a good long look in the mirror.
We have seen this look before.
We have seen this treachery before.
Shake off your sleepy eyes.
They are taking free people off your streets.
They are ripping babes from mother’s arms.
They are placing mothers in handcuffs.
And putting them in vans.
They are wearing masks.
They are ashamed of themselves.
They know one day they will be held to account.
They have no warrants.
They are not obeying our laws
They are thugs.
They are brown shirts.
They are clansman.
The ghost of the past have risen
To haunt the future.
Wake up from this nightmare
Wake up from the horror we are becoming.

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