Joy Comes in the Morning

Here’s the new version of God Bless America. The lyrics are by Kay Sather of the Raging Grannies of Tucson, Arizona

GOD HELP AMERICA,
WE NEED YOU BAD!
‘CAUSE OUR LEADERS ARE CHEATERS
AND THEY’RE MAKING THE WORLD REALLY MAD.
CLIMBING MOUNTAINS,
CROSSING OCEANS
AND INVADING FOREIGN SOIL…
GOD HELP AMERICA,
NO BLOOD FOR OIL!
GOD FORGIVE AMERICA,
NO BLOOD FOR OIL!

The Raging Grannies are so cool! They’ve got more pure guts than 10,000 “Chicken Hawk” Cheneys put together. Can you imagine the NYPD arresting grannies who have to use walkers to get around and putting them into the klink for 22 hours? I suppose they expect to be thanked for not using their clubs on old women.

All Hail the servants of the Beast! For they were merciful,

and did not beat them!

It’s time to war against the Beast.

On April 4, 1967 Martin Luther King made a speech against the war in Vietnam. Up to that time, he had enjoyed a measure of support from the white power brokers. But when he challenged the Beast’s power to make war, they said, “he’s gone too far.” Caesar didn’t mind too much when he was working for his own community, but when he meddled with Imperial Policy, he had to go. “A time comes when silence is betrayal”, King said. He also said, “communism is a judgment against our failure to make democracy real…” He dared to speak out on behalf of white people, and Asians, and all humanity. He actually tried to limit the destructive potential of Caesar. King wasn’t one of the “good coloreds”, any more, and so he died, exactly one year later, with a snipers bullet in his brain, because J. Edgar Hoover refused him the security that he had a right to expect. Caesar was complicit in his death.

And they worshipped the Beast, saying, Who is like unto the Beast? Who is able to make war with him?

Have we really come as far as we think?
Rage, rage against the Beast.

I truly love this poem. I’m quoting the whole thing, just because it’s so good and you need to hear it.

DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT

-Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And the Beast Made War against the Children,

There is a time and a season for everything, they say.
Now is the time for rage.
Rage against that which takes away our humanity.
Rage against that which would silence us.
Rage against that which brings senseless ruin and destruction.
Persian Guy, do not go gentle into that good night.
Raging Grannies, rage against the dying of the light.
Friends and lovers, if we sit back and idly watch as others are destroyed, we participate in our own destruction.
Reach out instead, and catch the sun in it’s flight.
Lovers, rage on.

And the Beast Was Cast Into the Pit,
and the Children Were Free.

“Weeping endures for the night, but joy comes in the morning”.

Be loved,
DEL

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One Response to “Joy Comes in the Morning”

  1. Jim Says:

    Raging Grannies, I love it, good verse!

    I wonder, if I died my hair grey, would they let me join 🙂

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