Last night I got a strange feeling. Something had happened somewhere in the world..as if someone had been released. I kept thinking it was one of perhaps the old musicians I hold so dear to my inspiration that has kept me going since thier music was passed down to us in our youth, to provide safety and comfort to a class of kids that had little else and had inspired artists from all classes.
I kept looking up a familiar name thinking it had to be one person or maybe any of the older artists but I kept getting the impression it was Britain surely. '
Well this morning the news faced me as I got ready to go out and it turned out to not be a musician but it was coming from Britain.
I'm sure many people are feeling the loss.
I can say one thing-the passing of the old world would not seem so sorrowful and hard to take were it not for the horrors being raised by the insistent building of the new.
In doing so all the oldest mistakes that any wise people would try to avoid making are being built into this new structure-all over again. It makes life seem worthless and after having such hope for a better future when I was growing up.
When the Queen goes, when I finally see the old musicians go I dont think people my age will feel like theres anything left. Your supposed to change the world-not destroy it.
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