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Beau John



Beau John was a king in his own native land,
He ruled for a thousand days,
Till the slave traders came and they locked him in irons,
And they told him he’d have to go away.
And they told him he’d have to go away.
 
Beau John got sick on the long ocean voyage.
All around him people died.
They took his friends and they threw them overboard.
John hung down his head and he cried.
John hung down his head and he cried.
 
They sold Beau John down in New Orleans,
To a man with a whip in his hand.
He said farewell to his wife and his child,
And they took him to a strange new land.
They took him to a strange new land.
 
Beau John worked hard for thirty-seven years.
He worked with a woman by his side.
And on the morn that his last son was born,
Beau John laid down and he died.
Beau John laid down and he died.
 
His son grew up just as big as his dad.
They called him Beau John too.
And for one hundred years Beau John and his sons,
Did just what the master made them do.
They did just what the master made them do.
 
Until one day when the cannon fire roared.
The master’s wife and children did flee.
Some men in blue coats rode into the yard,
And they told Beau John that he was free.
And they told Beau John that he was free.
 
When the nightriders came for old Beau John,
Little Beau John hid behind a tree.
He saw what they did and he hit the northern trails,
Saying maybe up there they’ll let me be.
Saying maybe up there they’ll let me be.
 
But they pushed Beau John and they shoved him around,
Till he didn’t know where to turn.
Some folks up in Harlem took him into their home,
And Beau John started into learn.
And Beau John started into learn.
 
He fought for his country in World War One.
His son fought in World War Two.
And they learned no matter what price they paid,
There were certain things they weren’t allowed to do.
There were certain things they weren’t allowed to do.
 
And then one night on the television screen,
He saw that Medgar Evers was dead.
He took his wife in his arms in the night,
And these are the words that he said, Beau John,
These are the words that he said.
 
Well they made me a slave and I worked in their fields.
They made me fight in their war.
They kept me down for four hundred years.
But I ain’t gonna take it any more.
No I ain’t gonna take it any more.
 
His wife got a letter from a Georgia jail,
From a town called Albany,
Saying I am proud to be your own Beau John,
And I ain’t coming home till we’re free.
No, And I ain’t coming home till we’re free.
 



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21.01.2022

Oameni de zăpadă



Ninge sfânt şi păgân,
numai ochii ne rămân
despărţirea s-o mai vadă,
că în rest noi ne-am stins
și-am ajuns de-atâta nins
nişte oameni de zăpadă.
 
Ninge fără milă, ninge şi ne doare,
ninge cu fărâme albe de pian,
ninge cu tristeţe şi cu felinare
ninge ca la moartea încă unui an.
 
Câţi au fost de gardă - voie cer să doarmă,
câţi au fost cu somnul rătăcesc pe străzi,
ne aflăm în lume ca în ţevi de armă
când sugrumă lupii fragedele prăzi.
 
Ninge fără milă, cu vinovăţie,
ca o inculpare, ca un martor mut,
ninge cu o nuntă, ninge şi sfâşie,
se fărâmiţează ultimul salut.
 
Vai de noi femeie, ninge-a despărţire,
vom pleca departe unde-avem de mers,
ninge să despartă gheaţă şi iubire,
oarbe felinare cad din univers.
 
Ninge ca pe piatră peste carnea noastră,
ninge ca pe munte, ninge ca pe mort,
ninge incurabil, molimă albastră,
ninge pe vaporul scufundat în port.
 
Ninge peste buze, ninge peste pleoape,
ninge peste îngeri, ninge peste văi,
ninge peste clopot, ninge peste ape,
ninge incredibil peste ochii tăi.
 
Ninge în neştire, otova, aiurea,
ninge ca-n porecle, ninge ca-n blestem,
ninge ca un trăsnet, ninge ca pădurea,
ninge să se stingă vocea când te chem.
 
Ninge ca-n Esenin şi-n poema rusă,
ninge fantomatic şi bacovian,
ninge că sunt rece, ninge că eşti dusă,
ninge ca la moartea ultimului an.
 

20.01.2022

To Ride, Shoot Straight and Speak the Truth



Got a God and her bless!
 
I want everything she offers
and won't settle for less.
I see heaven under my feet as
well as over my head.
 
Bet you wish you were already dead,
always less done than said!
 
Met this guy who knows why
and he said 'I know were you go when you die'.
Told him how I felt for his God and that
I wasn't impressed, you see I'm already blessed.
 
I wanna ride,
gun in my hand, God on my side.
I've tried, so far no good,
more than a little misunderstood.
 
Love the fall, no control, they say
'It takes one to know one', well I know them all.
they say 'stupid is as stupid does'
and guess you will always be if you ever was.
 
I wanna ride,
gun in my hand, God on my side.
I've tried, so far no good,
more than a little misunderstood.
 

20.01.2022

Lights Out



'Lights out everybody!'
 
Midnight, the subway train is here
and there's a body on the tracks but
you're trying not to care, sensationally
wicked it roars on through in the night.
 
'Look mom that body's got no head and it's
covered in blood, do you think the man is dead?'.
Your stomach turns, it itches and burns in the night!
 
It's the devils night out,
do you dare?
There ain't no hide out,
do you hear?
 
Look out, he picks out his gun,
pulls the trigger with frustration.
Stupidity aside it rings out with
the blast in the night.
 
A blown out brain decorates the wall,
goddamn I thought I'd seen it all.
Rush to the sink, they don't care what
you think in the night.
 
It's the devils night out,
do you dare?
It turns you inside
out with fear!
 
Lights out!
 
Time heals no wounds it just won't pass,
there ain't no promises that will last.
The world's a ghoul and you are
its shovel in the night.
 
And it goes without saying no man will
walk without praying but it will do you no
good unless you've understood what's
going down here in the night.
 
It's the devils night out,
do you dare, and they've
turned the lights out,
do you hear!?
 

20.01.2022

They



'It is later than you think!'
 
Sudden low of an all time high,
willing to believe whatever gets me by.
So I got with the winning team but
nothing ever seem to be what is seems.
 
Yeah well I don't care,
I'm just too busy getting
from here to there.
 
I put my hand over the flame,
now nothing would ever be the same.
One day it's there, one day it's gone
and well I still feel like I'm the lucky one.
 
You know how they say
'Don't rock a boat if you're in it!'
Well the ship we're all in babe,
is sinking by a minute.
 
They say 'Don't listen it's all a bunch of bull!'
Well it's just what I've heard but they shoot
every bird that don't sing beautiful.
 
Everyday victory, everyday peace, just them
little, little things that keeps you off your knees.
Sunshine of a smile, subtle if you please,
them little victorys will keep you off your knees.
 
Come have a listen to what they got to say,
you know me, I'm just glad when it comes my way.
They say, 'Hey, we only hurt the ones we love!'
Well it's not the kind of comfort I was thinking of.