Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Mr. Wendel

Here, have a dollar,in fact no brotherman here, have two
Two dollars means a snack for me,but it means a big deal to you
Be strong, serve God only,know that if you do, beautiful heaven awaits
That's the poem I wrote for the first timeI saw a man with no clothes, no money, no plate

Mr.Wendal, that's his name,no one ever knew his name cause he's a no-one
Never thought twice about spending on a ol' bum,until I had the chance to really get to know one
Now that I know him, to give him money isn't charity
He gives me some knowledge, I buy him some shoes
And to think blacks spend all that money on big colleges,still most of y'all come out confused
Mr.Wendal has freedom,a free that you and I think is dumb
Free to be without the worries of a quick to diss society
for Mr.Wendal's a bum
His only worries are sicknessand an occasional harassment by the police and their chase
Uncivilized we call him,but I just saw him eat off the food we waste
Civilization, are we really civilized, yes or no ?Who are we to judge ?
When thousands of innocent men could be brutally enslavedand killed over a racist grudge
Mr.Wendal has tried to warn us about our ways
but we don't hear him talk
Is it his fault when we've gone too far,and we got too far, cause on him we walk
Mr.Wendal, a man, a human in flesh,but not by law
I feed you dignity to stand with pride,realize that all in all you stand tall

This song is from Arrested Development. Loved that song. Loved it.
This past weekend we were in San Francisco and I just dig on that city. It was the Italian Festival. There was this group they are in the parade every year. A mix of hippies, philosophers you name it. I love them. This year they stopped by us and this wonderful man dressed in gold lame' started talking to Derek. Joseph was mesmorized by this bearded man. He spoke of earth and how we all live here and there is nothing we can do about it and if we could just work for our freedom and what do we need besides love and the changing weather. I wanted to hug him. Sometimes I think Dominic will be like that man. Just sort of check out of it all and be one with it all. Sometimes he's like that even now.
So a friend posted the words to this song and it hit me square in the face. Love it!
It speaks so true.

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