i have been thinking a lot about the perspective of some people who make very bold statements...partially because of the recent facebook postings about '25 random things'. one sticks out in my mind...a 17-19yo girl states that she hates when she 'sees injustice.' what does she know about injustice, especially being born and raised in the usa, and attending quality education -- heck, even having a computer to access facebook to write such nonsense. plus, age is always the great leveller of the playing field. maybe she has seen 'injustice' on cnn.com or msnbc, but has never experienced it...a father in africa who has to leave his 10 month old child at home, alone, so he can go to work at a landfill to bring home enough money to provide 1 meal a day -- this man knows injustice. a mother, whose son is killed by a roadside bomb in iraq -- she knows it too.
it is a sad state of affairs in our world, where we are running toward that 'never' instead of acting now.
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route -- son volt
reality, it burns.
the way we're living is worse.
the pillars of inspiration are all falling down.
the clean-up won't work, while the fallout goes on.
and it's now or never, too close to the latter.
we're all living proof that nothing lasts.
standing in the neutral zone
living on sleep deprivation.
the rural route sleeps while the city bleeds all over itself.
over the falls in a barrel is where the answers have gone.
and it's now or never, too close to the latter.
we're all living proof that nothing lasts.
and it's here for now, transient tomorrow.
we're all living proof that nothing lasts.
another road remains, but it provides no more.
it can only take us away.
southbound, you can taste the weather.
it feels like home.
and it's now or never, too close to the latter.
we're all living proof that nothing lasts.
and it's here for now, transient tomorrow.
we're all living proof that nothing lasts.
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