Amen In The Age Of COVID-19.

I’m out on a new road in search for a land with no name

And I never look back cause I’m walking through sunshine and rain

I’m a man who has lived in the tombs and who’s broken the chains

Amen

Amen

I was blind but now I see

What if God is not for me

And I know it’s time to go

I’ve been used and I’ve been played

I’ve been spied on and betrayed

And I know it’s time to go

Watch out

I feel the pain

Watch out

I’m alive again

The past is gone for good, it’s time to say

Amen

Amen

Amen

Amen

I’m lost, I believe I will be found

In the silence of my nights

I can hear a distant voice

Someone out there is calling my name

Watch out

I’m not afraid

Watch out

I’m beyond the dread

It’s time to turn the page and love again

Watch out

I can feel your pain

Watch out

In a crying game

I’m leaving all my childhoods behind

Amen

Amen

Amen

(Thank you to EnigmaSpace at YouTube)

Still Only A Pawn In Their Game.

oday’s headlines have many recalling the “March On Washington” in 1963. A 22-year-old Bob Dylan saw 34-year-old Martin Luther King Jr. give his “I Have A Dream” speech in person, – and performed at the very same podium, singing his (at the time) controversial song about the assassination of Medgar Evers.

A youthful Bob Dylan performs at the 1963 “March On Washington”

Only a Pawn In Their Game – Bob Dylan

A bullet from the back of a bush
Took Medgar Evers’ blood
A finger fired the trigger to his name
A handle hid out in the dark
A hand set the spark
Two eyes took the aim
Behind a man’s brain
But he can’t be blamed
He’s only a pawn in their game

A South politician preaches to the poor white man
“You got more than the blacks, don’t complain
You’re better than them, you been born with white skin, ” they explain
And the Negro’s name
Is used, it is plain
For the politician’s gain
As he rises to fame
And the poor white remains
On the caboose of the train
But it ain’t him to blame
He’s only a pawn in their game

The deputy sheriffs, the soldiers, the governors get paid
And the marshals and cops get the same
But the poor white man’s used in the hands of them all like a tool
He’s taught in his school
From the start by the rule
That the laws are with him
To protect his white skin
To keep up his hate
So he never thinks straight
‘Bout the shape that he’s in
So it ain’t him to blame
He’s only a pawn in their game

From the poverty shacks, he looks from the cracks to the tracks
And the hoof beats pound in his brain
And he’s taught how to walk in a pack, shoot in the back
With his fist in a clinch
To hang and to lynch
To hide ‘neath a hood
To kill with no pain
Like a dog on a chain
He ain’t got no name
But it ain’t him to blame
He’s only a pawn in their game

Today, Medgar Evers was buried from the bullet that he caught
They lowered him down as a king
But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
That fired the gun
He’ll see by his grave
On the stone that remains
Carved next to his name
His epitaph plain
Only a pawn in their game

Civil rights leader Martin Luther King Jr. delivered his world-famous “I Have A Dream” speech in 1963 at the “March On Washington”, five years before he became the victim of a political assassination conspiracy plot in Memphis, Tennessee at age 39

(Thank you to silesius at YouTube)