I Didn't Eat A Thing Today, But I Can See Now!
I didn't eat a thing today.
I have no idea why.
I could tell you anything.
I could tell you a lie.
But, I wrote,
And I wrote.
I hardly strayed,
I hardly drank,
As thoughts of suffering stayed,
And further into compassion I sank.
Scenes of brutality filled my day.
I see crimes for which people will pay.
Some crimes are thought
To be hidden from view.
I hope you can pay the tab,
When your bill is due.
JOAN BAEZ ~ A Stranger In My Place ~
I can see now!
I Just Can't See A Stranger In My Place
I see the town where we were born,
I see the place we were raised
I see all the things you wanted,
That I never gave
I see sadness, I see sorrow,
I see pain on your face,
But I just can't,
See a stranger in my place.
I can see now where we quarreled.
I can see now I was wrong.
I can see where you might weaken
When I wasn't strong!
I see mem'ries of a love gone bad,
That time can't erase.
But I just can't,
See a stranger in my place.
No one seems to know you,
Quite like I do.
No one knows the things,
That make you cry.
Looking back it seems,
I never showed you.
And now I lie alone,
And wonder why.
I can see now where you might grow tired,
Of dreams that don't come true.
I can see where I have fallen short,
Of the things I promised you.
I can see now through my tear filled eyes,
No love on your face,
But I just can't see a stranger in my place...
by Kenny Rogers, Kin Vassey
"Stranger In My Place" is one of my favorite songs.
The words paint a picture of me and inadequacies.
I haven't eaten in almost two days but for a small bowl of fruit last night.
This is not imposed.
I didn't set out to accomplish anything.
I have no agenda of my own (he says).
It just is what it is.
I suppose it has a lot to do with my last hub, Calling All Bullies!
That creation was very sapping.
The topic, the research, my own experience were motivating.
The research required searching through video after video of atrocious acts!
It has made me "high" or numb or beyond explanation.
"High"? I can't say it's a good high.
Maybe this is a cleansing that the entire "system" needs.
I see comments for the hub.
I love the people who comment.
I want to acknowledge their input.
Is it necessary?
I think I'd rather watch all the other comments.
I think I'm drained.
But the song!
It spells out a partner's failing as that partner sees it.
It's rueful!
Missed chances?
You only get to live life once!?
I'm sorry that I haven't been the partner a love has needed.
I am.
For whatever reason, I am.
There's hardly anything for me to do.
I can't set things right to anyone.
I care.
My care is split into the four winds.
I want to care.
Now I recall my resources.
I will focus on what I can change.
I believe that -about all I can change- is a flat tire.
I think I'll get a bite to eat!
