They cry turmoil thru my web-pages, pages on pages of Tribunes and Suns and Times and Quarterly
"Free Burma!"
it's all turkey and pig-latin to me, just "dunno!" like a dunce-capped miscreant, inept ignorance
A kid i wasn’t so great at geography then, i got by before junior high. Where-the-tarnished-nation is it?
"Free Burma!"
Notice the elephant in the room? like a whale named ***** attempting to escape barricades brothers of all of ours engulfed in war some ocean somewhere someone is dying; notice that elephant in our laptops ivory and blue tooth and i phones telling me, showing us to care i do / want to we should and we must yes
"Free Burma!"
will i need to donate a dollar, two, three? will i receive a correspondence of a child i am saving a face of a country i'm ignorant to... will it's big sad puppy eyes be commercialized?
i am no less as educated for not following the strife of thousands my own is as heavy here as an orca's leap
"Free Burma!"
what cage, bear or mouse trap have they gotten themselves and ourselves into? if it's anything like Yayo or Martha business i have a better "good thing" to do
but if it is like famines in Africa, Mendelson, or Tibetan Monks on strike with kung-fu skills i will join U2, (and if she's aware) with Oprah power activate! (fist to fist) "i will be a well of spring-water!" and she a holy cow, a worshipped saint
"Free Burma!!"
free water free of fear free everyone, i pray, under this sky wipe away all tears
free you of your worries free of all chains free of mines free of lies and borderlines.
Free to be together free to live and choose to see