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Notes to the future
by Patti Smith. Buy album CD: Land (Disc 2)
Listen my children and you shall hear
The sound of your own steps
The sound of your hereafter
Memory awaits and turns to greet you
Draping its banner across your wrists
Wake up arms
For as one to march the streets
Each alone, each part of another
Your steps shall ring
Shall raise the cloud
And they that will hear will hear
Will hear voice of the one
And the one and the one
As it has never been uttered before
For something greater yet to come
Then the hour of the prophets
And their great cities
For the people of Ninevah
Fell to their knees
Heeding the cry of Jonah
Covering themselves in sackcloth and ashes
And called to their god
And all their hearts were as one heart.
And all their voices were as one voice.
God heard them and his mind was moved.
Yet something greater will come to pass.
And who will call?
And what will they call?
Will they call to God?
It will not matter, if the call is true.
They shall call and this is known.
One voice and each another
Shall enter the dead, the living flower,
Enter forms that we know not.
To be felt by sea,
And shall be an elemental pledge.
This is our birthright.
This is our charge.
And we have given over to others.
And they have
And the forests mourn.
The leaves fall.
Swaddling babes watch and wonder
As the fathers of our spirit nations
Dance in the street in celebration
As the mountains turn pale from
Their nuclear hand
And they have
Now my children
You must overturn the tables
Deliver the future from material rule
For only one rule should be considered
The eleventh commandment
To love one another
And this is our covenant across your wrist
This offering is yours
To adorn, adore
Upon a mound
To set away
It is merely a cloth,
Merely our colors,
Invested with the blood of the people
All their hopes and dreams.
It has its excellence
Yet it is nothing
It shall not be a tyranny above us
Nor should god
Yet we hold as our pleasure this tender honor
That we acknowledge the individual
And the common ground formed
And if our cloth be raised and lowered
What does it tell us?
That an individual has passed
And mourned by his countrymen.
This ritual extends to us all.
For we are all the individual.
No insignificant one
Nor insignificant labor
Nor insignificant act of charity
Each has a story to be told and retold
Which shall be a glowing thread
In the fabric of Man
And the children shall march
And bring the colors forward
Investing within them
The redeeming blood
Of their revolutionary hearts.
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