With eyes of stainless steel I watch the world below,Nations dream while men in ambiguity strollAmong the dead, among the dying,Among the apathetic shoals.I watch the world below and ask,Where do they go?Where do they go?
Yes, we were white in the little school,Grades one through eight, thirty in all;Our skin flashed bright in the darkwood hall.Farmers’ girls and boys without exception,We went to church and hoed the cottonIn fields that made the money to buildThat little school with darkwood halls,Where…
Don’t feel special Jesus,Many a prophet and foolHas come along to teach us school.You warned about the skins of wineBut we did not have the newAnd our old ones had to do.
Arriving before, she’ll raise the windows,Throw the shutters back againstThe shiplap boards. Shutters crackAgainst…
Stands out the windmill -Turning, turning.Bent by wind and creaking,Start around and same way ending.Old age, old age, it’s surely…
I am not much a man of symbol but perhaps thou art.Thou mayest wear on thy soul some fabric, a flag, a cross,Some part and parcel…