Dave Nealon: Music

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Glimpses of the Caribbean and of citizens with sledge hammers at the Berlin Wall. Vague memories of reading a diatribe on colonial agriculture. Strange how ideas weave around each other.

Appearance give no indication
Water blue and tropical sun
But I hear whispers of desperation
Mother sigh for her little one

Aftermath of colonization
Who survive this intrusion
Land tied up in sugar plantation
Institution of seclusion
Institution of exclusion

Each man pass through tribulation
Recognize Lord of creation
Brother and sister in jubilation
You join I this celebration

Blind and hungry developing nation
Put the horse behind the cart
Subdued with token occupation
Revolution in they heart

Evolution of delusion
Watching walls of freedom fall
Observers draw their own conclusions
A hand is writing on the wall
See the writing on the wall