“Some
giants want us all ta buy their oil; our burning oil will make our
grandkids die. Some giants make their profits off our toil, but we
still let those robbers kill us – Why? Oh, every night we watch our
TV sets, or play our games, and fritter life away. Now, goofing off
's as foolish as it gets, and wiser souls will get informed and Pray!
It's not that hard ta know what's going on; if you would really know
the truth, you'll seek. I hope you Will before your chance is gone,
you Won't, if you stay Proud, instead o' Meek! [ “meek” meaning
humble, gentle, accepting of the good Lord's will]
Copyright 2016 Stephen Cromwell Gifford
