My friends, my story
You know I tell the truth
I strum my instrument
Trying for new chords
Disenfranchisement has taken place,
The obvious has been darkened
A plot executed without a blush
Results tried to be questioned
But then what is the rush
I think of founding fathers
Do we question what they would think?
But then again why other
I would do anything for you
My only wish is that you are true
Betrayal is not in my music
Not even when I play the blues
So I linger just like you
Wondering what the truth will bring
My friends I love my music
But I cannot strum for a dark spring
We all know what is right
Persuasion is part of the fight
Shallow minds cannot comprehend
Until freedom is out of sight
My friends I keep on playing
Continue with my story
Our fight will continue
Until we reach our glory
Steve Haarman aka Stanski
January 1, 2021 ^
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