I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Monday, November 1, 2010

Vote, damnit

Just a reminder, if you haven't voted yet (absentee or preliminary voting), and you are registered, go vote tomorrow (Tuesday, November 2nd). No matter what your position is on the issues (and I hope you did your research and have thought about the issues).

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Yes, Sir!

AC