Jim Boykin, Travel Writings from 1997-1998

1997-1998 Writings

Words for Thought

About 1993

If I speak the truth
To those hearts of youth
Don't just say a prayer
Show that you care
Don't buy any products
That fuck up the air
And "we the people" gotta help
Any species that's rare

If we had some peace
And stopped killing each other
The world might just realize
That we're all really "brother"
Because the earth is dying
And the earth is crying
And the trees are falling
And creatures crawling
Are running a race-
In less and less space

Can't you see Mother Earths' tears?
Can't you see beyond material wealth?
Can't you see beyond your years?
Can't you see beyond yourself?
Because the materialistic spell
Is a little peace of hell
That someone else bought
And we gotta sell!

All the 1997-1998 writings