A song for the free Libyan people and the citizen soldiers of the Arab Spring…

Dedicated to the free people of Libya…


Towers of the Rich

I woke up this morning
heard a distant rumble
The walls of this city
soon will tumble

the towers of the rich
will surely crumble
the future my friend belongs
to the meek and the humble

the palaces you built
on the bones of the poor
with ivory on the walls
and blood on the floor

every thing you own
is fine and pure
I’m sure we’ll be impressed
when we kick in your door

refrain:
I woke up this morning
heard a distant rumble
The walls of this city
soon will tumble

the towers of the rich
will surely crumble
the future my friend belongs
to the meek and the humble…

16 February 2011
(C)2011, TK Major

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