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By The Time The Light Had Reached My Eyes, It Was A New Generation

from It Was Dark, It Was Raining, And Nobody Helped Me by Harrison Watters

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when i am free ill be better off
but nostalgia creates resistance
puts sweat in my socks
i can cross the street all by myself
but where do i go do i use my power for good
or for nothing at all

now you

shake off the fear
shake off the soil
shake what your momma gave ya
or else all her sacrifices are in vain

and if you dont care and the lord knows you ought to
will you awaken a beautiful mess
i doubt that you will i doubt your relevance
in the great plan in this cosmic oil painting

do you
do you feel like a child
a child outside
the last tree you climbed
is it still there or has it been lost

do you know at all
how the fields of tall grass stretch for light years on
in the dark
when we feel way small
all these feelings of smallness build up to be larger than

you and your loyal subjects
and your lust for significance and power
and the house and the senate

and all of mother Earths inhabitants
come to bear arms and participate
and no one will flee cause we understand
its all we have

these days
are strange
at least to me
but not to you not to thee
skies are blue till they turn grey

and well watch but what will we say
when the clocks begin to turn the other way

stating your case with unparalleled grace
oxygen is stolen
from the lungs of the upper class white men
by the great socratic speaker of our generation
theyll become
the subjects of jokes that we tell to our children
theyre faces will appear on ironic t shirts and
well all ignore
the people we were yesterday and the ones we were last year
the frankly irrelevant past states of mind that brought us here
breathe easy
without police harassing citizens on the streets that we walk on
where wealth and domination are fetishized no longer

but today we remain
stuck in the mud begging for food
lost in crowds beaten down
lost in the rain
rest in pain

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