<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><div><div id="AppleMailSignature">“My Own Two Feet” by Abu Malik</div><div id="AppleMailSignature"><a href="http://www.tomandrodna.com/sounds/My_Own_Two_Feet.mp3">http://www.tomandrodna.com/sounds/My_Own_Two_Feet.mp3</a></div><div id="AppleMailSignature"><br></div><div id="AppleMailSignature">My pockets are empty as they are too often</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">The crease in these old jeans is too hard to soften.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">So, people see me coming from miles away</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">And they poke their friends with a jab and say.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature"> </div><div id="AppleMailSignature">“Hey, look at him. Ain’t he strange?</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">Look at that. Thin as a page.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">Where does he live? Do you know?</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">No. Wait. Stop. Be quiet ‘till he goes.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature"> </div><div id="AppleMailSignature">Is he gone now? Yeah. But his steps are slow.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">I guess there’s no hurry to get home to the rats and the crows.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">Or the dusty floorboard that he calls a bed.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">Yeah, but he’s got all the room in the world to rest his head.”</div><div id="AppleMailSignature"> </div><div id="AppleMailSignature">That’s true. I do. And I sleep to dream.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">The unconscious mind is more real than it seems.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">In here my hope is real.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">And I don’t worry about those who kill or steal.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature"> </div><div id="AppleMailSignature">So, I’m comfortable here on my own two feet.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">Later tonight God and I will finally meet.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">And the world will be quiet except for the cheers;</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">Nations of people without pain or fear.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature"> </div><div id="AppleMailSignature">A world full of hope and eyes open wide</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">Where hatred and bigotry can no longer hide.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">And hands of every color take hold of each other</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">And every woman is respected as a sister or a mother.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature"> </div><div id="AppleMailSignature">So, I’m closing my eyes to finally see</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">A brand new world where every human being is free.</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">And the only thing I’ll need when I walk down the street</div><div id="AppleMailSignature">Are my two empty pockets and my own two feet.</div><div><br></div><div>-------------------------------</div><br><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Seeya 'round town, Moscow, because . . .</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">"Moscow Cares" (the most fun you can have with your pants on)</span></div><div><a href="http://www.moscowcares.com/" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><font color="#000000">http://www.MoscowCares.com</font></a></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></div><div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Tom Hansen</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Moscow, Idaho</span></div></div><div><br></div></div></body></html>