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Wednesday 7 September 2011
So much trouble in the world.............
This guy knew a thing or two.............. and not a lot has changed in the last 30 years
actually if you go back in time to when we started keeping record nothing has really changed and the sad thing humans haven't learned a thing from the past sad isn't it--
Bob was an excellent wordsmith and poet with a talent for pointing out the uncomfortable truths about the world we've created. As you say, things haven't changed in the years since he wrote these songs.
I guess the truth is Heidi.............we have more deadly and more sophisticated ways of inflicting misery on each other now than we did 100's of years ago, we have also grown expert in the arts of deception, manipulation and misinformation...............apart from that you are right, we don't seem to learn.
Masters of War for me is the best ever .... sorry long post but worth ever little cm :)
Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build the big bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin’ But build to destroy You play with my world Like it’s your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water That runs down my drain
You fasten the triggers For the others to fire Then you set back and watch When the death count gets higher You hide in your mansion As young people’s blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud
You’ve thrown the worst fear That can ever be hurled Fear to bring children Into the world For threatening my baby Unborn and unnamed You ain’t worth the blood That runs in your veins
How much do I know To talk out of turn You might say that I’m young You might say I’m unlearned But there’s one thing I know Though I’m younger than you Even Jesus would never Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question Is your money that good Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could I think you will find When your death takes its toll All the money you made Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die And your death’ll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I’ll watch while you’re lowered Down to your deathbed And I’ll stand o’er your grave ’Til I’m sure that you’re dead
This guy knew a thing or two..............
:)
ReplyDeleteHow true. Seems like only the faces change, but underneath it is the same old, same old.
ReplyDeleteOMG! I love Bob Marley and reggae too.
ReplyDeleteThanks this is just what I needed.
I think its worse now than it was 30 years ago....................
ReplyDeleteLove, Jah; Love, Bob Marley ♥
ReplyDeleteactually if you go back in time to when we started keeping record nothing has really changed and the sad thing humans haven't learned a thing from the past sad isn't it--
ReplyDeleteBob was an excellent wordsmith and poet with a talent for pointing out the uncomfortable truths about the world we've created. As you say, things haven't changed in the years since he wrote these songs.
ReplyDeleteI guess the truth is Heidi.............we have more deadly and more sophisticated ways of inflicting misery on each other now than we did 100's of years ago, we have also grown expert in the arts of deception, manipulation and misinformation...............apart from that you are right, we don't seem to learn.
ReplyDeleteMasters of War for me is the best ever .... sorry long post but worth ever little cm :)
ReplyDeleteCome you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin’
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it’s your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people’s blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You’ve thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain’t worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I’m young
You might say I’m unlearned
But there’s one thing I know
Though I’m younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death’ll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I’ll watch while you’re lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I’ll stand o’er your grave
’Til I’m sure that you’re dead
why delete the words.............I don't mind that it was long, that song means a lot to me too :-)
ReplyDeletesuddenly felt it was not relevent to your post .. thats all ...
ReplyDeleteI always enjoy Buffalo Soldiers when it is played on the radio.
ReplyDelete