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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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You can be angry at the **syrians** all day long, and yet it’s the EU that’s farking you so badly.
Meanwhile, Socialism keeps rolling along. I saw a good cartoon the other day. It showed the edifice marked “Socialism,” and 2 doors presented with signs above them. The one said; “work hard and give up half,” and the other one said: “free stuff.” One of those entrances was queued up with people, and the other one totally empty.
Danke, Mutti Merkel.
Endless input of inbred violent males. What could happen?
This is terrifying. And yet, civilized Western society is expected to take on these criminals. I am Canadian; thus I have the weak little Justin Trudeau inviting these savages into our country. Would only that we could have a Donald Trump as our leader; it would not go so well for them.
Will the Europeans ever “Revert to Type” and ‘correct’ this problem …
in one Long Night.
And that is what an invasion looks like. In a sane society, the trucker could run them over and be a hero.
12 ga.
The “migrants” all looked well fed and well clothed. All looked like they had good hiking shoes on. Housing a bunch of military aged muslim men in one place with nothing to do….nothing good will come of that.