| Journey Entries of an Insomniac #1 – Election Year Sometimes I wonder how we all sleep at night When despite the magic of gravity This world is spiraling Down Down Down… I turned off the news last year I got tired of crying everyday Only to tune into 24 hours of real life I’d take that trade any day ‘Cause I can grasp reality firm Tell me the truth But I can’t even get it to talk to me straight When it spins out of control Under journalistic holds You gonna think yourself to death My momma told me her pancakes To wake me up And I’d rather die… Informed, anyway I remember Tallahassee ‘00 And as I stare down the barrel of another election I can’t help but wonder “What else can be stolen?� “Do my people realize what’s at stake?� And although I’d like to believe that truth always prevails The closer I get to November The more my soul begins to cry for us Disenfranchised folk… - Cassandra Jones |
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