I Miss Bob Dylan

What happened to poets who stood up for chance?
What happened to lovers who stood up to dance?
What happened to passion that came without brand?
Oh the times, they ain’t gonna change in this land.

We are products for product we are born with a void.
So much lust for fulfillment, that nothing’s enjoyed.
We use and we use all trends in demand.
Oh the times, they ain’t gonna change in this land.

So some of us gather to welcome the fall.
Some of us answer to a higher call.
But until we gather ourselves hand in hand…
Oh the times. they ain’t gonna change in this land.

1 Comment »

  1. magicmama said,

    September 25th, 2007 at 1:24 pm

    This new poem is cool.

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