Anarchaia

Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)

23jul2007

He wouldn’t take shit from no one
He wouldn’t bow down or kneel.
Authorities, they hated him
Because he was just too real.
Lord, Lord,
They cut George Jackson down.
Lord, Lord,
They laid him in the ground.
— Bob Dylan, George Jackson

This song is just a reminder to remind your fellow man
That this kind of thing still lives today in that ghost-robed Ku Klux Klan.
But if all of us folks that thinks alike, if we gave all we could give,
We could make this great land of ours a greater place to live.
— Bob Dylan, The Death Of Emmett Till

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