Country Joe and the Fish – Who am I?

I used to play this song over and over again when I was a kid. It seemed to sum up all the confusion and angst I was feeling. It suggested to me that life wasn’t worth living unless you stood up for your ideals and spoke your mind. There were moral decisions to be made and much that was right and needed speaking out for. To keep your head down and accept all the bad things going on around you without doing anything about it was to lose yourself and allow yourself to be ground down.

You had to make something of life. Life wasn’t about making money and having an easy time; it was about having integrity and trying to make the world a better place. If there was injustice, greed, selfishness and violence then there were causes worth speaking out against.

Who am I? I’m only a single person. Even if I’m a lone voice I have integrity. One has to have self-respect.

There is no time like the present to stand up and say what you think.

There are issues all around us – Brexit, Trump, War, environmental devastation, inequality, racism, sexism, misogyny. There are no shortage of laudable causes.

It is time to protest and make your voice heard. If you don’t do something about the things you love, the visions you hold – then they will die in you and you’ll become a zombie going through the motions.

There is a time to make a stand and that time is now.

“Who Am I?”

Who am I to stand and wonder, to wait
While the wheels of fate slowly grind my life away?
Who am I?

There were some things that I loved one time
But the dreams are gone I thought were mine
And the hidden tears that once could fall
Now burn inside at the thought of all
The years of waste, the years of crime
Passions of a heart so blind
To think that but even still
As I stand exposed, the feelings are felt
And I cry into the echo of my loneliness.

Who am I to stand and wonder, to wait
While the wheels of fate slowly grind my life away?
Who am I?

What a nothing I’ve made of life
The empty words, the coward’s plight
To be pushed and passed from hand to hand
Never daring to speak, never daring to stand
And the emptiness of my family’s eyes
Reminds me over and over of lies
And promises and deeds undone
And now again I want to run
But now there is nowhere to run to.

Who am I to stand and wonder, to wait
While the wheels of fate slowly grind my life away?
Who am I?

And now my friend we meet again
We shall see which one will bends
Under the strain of death’s golden eyes
Which one of us shall win the prize
To live and which one will die
‘Tis I, my friend, yes ’tis I
Shall kill to live again and again
To clutch the throat of sweet revenge
For life is here only for the taking.

Who am I to stand and wonder, to wait
While the wheels of fate slowly grind my life away?
Who am I?
Who am I?

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