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Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
Duty, Beauty, Liberty, Country, Honor, Family, Faith — Plus a few simple easy to follow rules for guys
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Take It Where You Find It
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
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Not to be a nit-picky old bastard, but for the love of God, seeing those in attendance wearing the mask of submission is disgusting enough. To see the color guard in face diapers is disgusting, insulting beyond words.
JWM
You have read my mind.
I note that the ceremony took place in the last days of Trump.
Again I grant them a pass.
You are right, of course. I doubt the masking was “offered as a helpful suggestion”.
The shame lies at the feet of those who gave the order.
JWM
@ jwm
I couldn’t agree with your observation more than I do. Absolutely sickening display of cowardice/stupidity.
Not to put too fine a point on it but I believe that the color guard is required to obey orders regarding the uniform of the day.
It’s a no win for those who participate at the White House.
Either…
accept the ratio and drag from those who hate the masks. (I count myself among the hate but it doesn’t extend to the workers and the members of the service who have NO CHOICE in the matter.)
or…
Have the meaning of the moment of silence lost in the peals of hate from the haters of America among the media and the vile co-citizens of this nation.
Looking at that:
I hearby and through the powers vested in me issue an American Digest Pardon for wearing the masks.
I looked twice, I only saw a mask on the sgt at arms, of the uniformed troops.
But yeah, masks blow.