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Nov 2022
1966 - Alensky, no,
never heard of him. So,
we can imagine bionic man,

the arrogant right used man,
the standard left twist,
enemy, opposing force…

and, today is the first glimpse,
KPIX Reports, Saul Alinsky.

Heard by locals within the range
of the CBS affiliate in the Bay Area,

that one, with the prison in the middle,
Alcatraz, and Otis Redding set, to sit
and sing with me,  by the dock
on that bay, where sea lions coexist,
but the Ohlone could not,

those whose toes walked this way,
this mean middle im-mediate way,

weyekin, wake and think, we be kind
a like you, we from one, Epluribis Unem,

from many, one.
I knew a man, an indigenous survivor,
who ran the big magnet
at the wreckin' yard  that fed the foundery,
owned and operated by the Didions,
North American Foundery Company.
-open shop
- no union then…

Epluribis Unem Massey, was not a noisy man.
He showed me how to shear steel.
Did not say a thing, but showed me,
so I knew.
Do this wrong, one time, and you die.
Quick, or slow, no body will hear you scream.

In a Foundery running a Didion shaker,
no body will hear you scream.
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Ken Pepiton
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Ken Pepiton  76/M/Pine Valley CA
(76/M/Pine Valley CA)   
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