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A Million Years

Just like we’ve done for a million years, we strike out blindly in the dark in fear. Some use rocks or bombs, that’s their choice; me, I use music, my words, my voice. We each know nothing, but take on … Continue reading

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You and Me Against the World

You and me against the world? Well, damn them folks to hell who think that they’re the passioned ones and we’ve nothing to sell, nor anything worth sharing except grand ideas and talk; I say, let’s keep believing in ourselves … Continue reading

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Your Own Words

What do I care? They’re only words, flung out in speech like careless pearls; it’s not as if they can raise boils or lay an endless, babbling curse. Oh, wait; that’s not entirely true. For in the Celtic lands, the … Continue reading

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The Pen and the Sword

a bref double Speak to me, if you linger at the trough and hesitant to take a drink, hang back while others have their fill and more besides, expecting none will challenge their self-right. I give to you a gift … Continue reading

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Mightier Than the Sword

My pen and paper ‘gainst your sword and shield We both draw blood on the same battlefield It’s a war of ideas, and some of them proud None of them dare speak their motives out loud My own revolution turned … Continue reading

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Choosing Your Battles

When the middle of the road is muddy slick so that the vehicles of truth get mired, ‘Tis then the vultures gather there to pick among the helpless and the uninspired. The wheels of progress spin but cannot grab or … Continue reading

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