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A guitar, a kiss, a river, a lighter, a flag, a country, an idea A glorious fire, a beautiful catalyst They told me quit playing politics I can't hear them over the noise from the streets, from the gutters, from the shelters, from the welfare office, from the edge of ******* nowhere, I said speak a little louder now, I said open this **** up right now, I said tear this ******* prison down, I said get all these ******* cops outta here, I said storm this ******* courthouse, I said hold them all ******* hostage now, I said get real now, I said organize right now, I said build that barricade now, I said stop talking ******** now, I said **** them up for real, They descend on us angry and vicious and afraid They strike but we strike back harder They **** us but we get back up They ask us to forgive but we're fresh outta redemption They asked Jimi Hendrix to forgive centuries of racism because he could eat a guitar and they loved what he spit back up, Jimi Hendrix told em to go to hell, Jimi Hendrix died believing, We'll all die believing if we're lucky Guns out, masks up, screaming as the breath fades from the lungs Come on, take my Earth Take it if you dare Take it from my cold dead hands We've been through this, we'll go through it again But it's getting late and we're running out of options It's liberty or death and we all have a choice to make It's liberty or death and Jimi Hendrix chose both Jimi Hendrix rolled the dice and landed on eternity Jimi Hendrix took the world on his shoulders and rode off into the wind with a guitar and a book of matches, And I wonder, How many fires he would've set, before he could call himself free, and believe it
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Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 4:16 AM UTC
A poem about Jimi Hendrix, beginning and ending in a burning flag
A guitar, a kiss, a river, a lighter, a flag, a country, an idea A glorious fire, a beautiful catalyst They told me quit playing politics I can't hear them over the noise from the streets, from the gutters, from the shelters, from the welfare office, from the edge of ******* nowhere, I said speak a little louder now, I said open this **** up right now, I said tear this ******* prison down, I said get all these ******* cops outta here, I said storm this ******* courthouse, I said hold them all ******* hostage now, I said get real now, I said organize right now, I said build that barricade now, I said stop talking ******** now, I said **** them up for real, They descend on us angry and vicious and afraid They strike but we strike back harder They **** us but we get back up They ask us to forgive but we're fresh outta redemption They asked Jimi Hendrix to forgive centuries of racism because he could eat a guitar and they loved what he spit back up, Jimi Hendrix told em to go to hell, Jimi Hendrix died believing, We'll all die believing if we're lucky Guns out, masks up, screaming as the breath fades from the lungs Come on, take my Earth Take it if you dare Take it from my cold dead hands We've been through this, we'll go through it again But it's getting late and we're running out of options It's liberty or death and we all have a choice to make It's liberty or death and Jimi Hendrix chose both Jimi Hendrix rolled the dice and landed on eternity Jimi Hendrix took the world on his shoulders and rode off into the wind with a guitar and a book of matches, And I wonder, How many fires he would've set, before he could call himself free, and believe it
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Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 4:16 AM UTC
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