Good morning, everyone.
It’s time for me to say something, as we are endearing a historic event full of retribution & new breezeways of public wellness.
The mental state may feel shattered, but it is with brokedown fragments of palace we rebuild.
The spiritual state is enduring the comments we regret not speak. We are the whisper on the wind; utilize your voice.
My heart speaks now to the frontline contenders from social justice to health protection. Remember you hold the pen to write history, how would you like it go?
My heart goes out to the young generation of children. May they remind us how to love again. May we take care of you in the meantime.
On my hands, on my knees…
I will roll, roll, roll.
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮!!
“Fare you well my honey
Fare you well my only true one
All the birds that were singing
Have flown except you alone
Going to leave this broke-down palace
On my hands and my knees I will roll, roll, roll
Make myself a bed by the waterside
In my time, in my time, I will roll, roll, roll
In a bed, in a bed
By the waterside I will lay my head
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
To rock my soul
River gonna take me
Sing me sweet and sleepy
Sing me sweet and sleepy
All the way back back home
It’s a far gone lullaby
Sung many years ago
Mama, mama, many worlds I’ve come
Since I first left home
Going home, going home
By the waterside I will rest my bones
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
To rock my soul
Going to plant a weeping willow
On the banks green edge it will grow, grow, grow
Sing a lullaby beside the water
Lovers come and go, the river roll, roll, roll
Fare you well, fare you well
I love you more than words can tell
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
To rock my soul”
- Brokedown Palace by Grateful Dead
- [Robert Hunter, Jerry Garcia]
#Justice #Peace #Liberty #BLM
