Oh, friends and loved ones, the wind has been blowing very hard and you know how I get. Here it is Wednesday night, and we haven't had a Tuesday poem yet.
Let's salute my wind blown confusion with a tome from Minnesota's own Robert Zimmerman. Sure he hasn't lived here since 1961, but he grew up in Hibbing and that's a lifetime of Minnesota right there, I think.
Blowin' in the Wind
Bob Dylan
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man ?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand ?
Yes, how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned ?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
Yes, how many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea ?
Yes, how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free ?
Yes, how many times can a man turn his head
Pretending he just doesn't see ?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
Yes, how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky ?
Yes, how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry ?
Yes, how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died ?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
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