Tracy Chapman - Subcity
People say it doesnt exist
cause no one would like to admit
That there is a city underground
Where people live everyday
Off the waste and decay
Off the discards of their fellow man
Here in subcity life is hard
We cant receive any government relief
Id like to please give mr president my honest regards
For disregarding me
They say theres too much crime in these city streets
My sentiments exactly
Government and big business hold the purse strings
When I worked I worked in the factories
Im at the mercy of the world
I guess Im lucky to be alive
They say weve fallen through the cracks
They say the system works
But we wont let it
Help
I guess they never stop to think
We might not just want handouts
But a way to make an honest living
Living this aint living
What did I do deserve this
Had my trust in god
Worked everyday of my life
Thought I had some guarantees
Thats what I thought
At least thats what I thought
Last night I had another restless sleep
Wondering what tomorrow might bring
Last night I dreamed
A cold blue light was shining down on me
I screamed myself awake
Thought I must be dying
Thought I must be dying
After hearing this song today, I miss staring up at those trees that are thousands of years old. I miss the silence, and the rustle of nature. I miss the intense feeling of awe when I look at the waterfall, and wondering how something so big compares to us humans. I wonder how long we can preserve the valley of Yosemite, and how many more times I will get to visit. It is so awesome, and so humbling at the same time. The animals, the air, the heat during the day, and the cool air at night, the drifting away from convoluted city life, and the worries of coming back to this harsh reality of our existence, and the fight for the almighty dollar. Yep. I need a vacation. The song above is pretty right on with the way the general population exists, and we need to be aware that they don't get to see those big old redwood trees, and the rocks sculpted by water. There's nothing like looking over and seeing a seven color bird with a wingspan of probably 2 feet-and no I haven't forgotten about the mosquito bites-but I'll risk it. A lot of people focus on the fire in the valley, but with fire comes incredible rebirth of plants, trees, and nature. It is a natural occurrence that fire destroys, and then nature comes back twice as strong...good night valley.
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