They always say time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself
Andy Warhol, The Philosophy of Andy Warhol
- These boyz could create!
Well, well, well…change can be swift! 
i received my first unsolicited blog comment today and gotta’ say – I am pretty excited! A kindred spirit named Alinde O’Malley thanked me for mentioning Trina Paulus’ book Hope for the Flowers. Well I thank Ms. O’Malley for taking time to read my blog, comment and share! I thank Ms. Paulus for writing such an incredibly uplifting, spiritual book.
Change (
in a MAJOR way) came this week in the form of President Obama being sworn in. Growing up for many, this was truly unfathomable…but the table was set years ago by Rev. Jessie Jackson. In spite of people’s opinion of Jessie and his recent public faux pas, he did his thing with his Rainbow run in the 80’s and was omnipresent during the Civil Rights movement. Props to
Shirley Chisholm too! Just shoutin’ out!
Obama as President, while not solving all the world’s ills, does give us hope…and hope and faith (along with a dose of elbow grease) is the most we can ask!
Hope is not a quantifiable thang…can’t buy it, can’t put a finger on it, can’t taste it, can’t smell it…
but ya’ know when u got it.So, change is my theme and this is my year of positive change (probably best evidenced by news I recently received saying – ‘hey pal, you might be layed off!’ Lemons to lemonade yo!). I just wrote this song entitled ‘Revolution‘. Debuted it on my acoustic guitar two nights ago playing a solo gig. Still flushing it out but it definitely moved the crowd. I’m really excited ’bout the lyrics and hope u enjoy.
(verse 1)
people, needin’ people
so many needy, always feedin’ the greedy yo
enuf to feed the world, a loaf of bread some bbq chips
but i can’t conceive, eatin’ off my crumb filled dish
(chorus)
gotta’ be, gotta’ be, gotta’ be a revolution
movin’ like a hurricane, ‘cross the ocean in the dark
today gonna’ rise up start a revolution
eye of the hurricane, brewin’ in my heart
(verse 2)
u don’t, have to take it
born into this fire, though u didn’t make it yo
plans and scams of a greedy man, make u stoop instead of stand
so release yourself, your God’s got a better plan, for u
(chorus)
(change)
wake up, wake up, rise up, rise up
fist up, fist up , punch it through the sky
rise up, rise up, stand up, stand up
throw your fist up, punch it through the sky
(rap)
everyday, everyday sippin’ gin and juice
’cause the world is makin’ u crazy, cry a bottle of colic like a baby
all alone in your crib screaming save me
green eggs and ham, like sam i am, want something real, world tastes like spam
i gotta’ open up my eyes, open up my eyes, open up my eyes
(chorus)
copyright – artoftodd 2009
Well, i gotta’ run. My mission is to paint one joint per week (fulfill my destiny as a friend so positively put it!) – so off to the art table and the oil pastels! Peace yo…spread luv like butta’ on toast…stay creative – Todd the Artist
Hope u feel my motivation!
Only I can change my life. No one can do it for me - Carol Burnett
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