R. Glenn Disney

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My hands are loosed from chains
The field awaits my presence today
A while longer, the sun's heat remains
The toil, my bones in pain do pay
...

Many years the tale's been old
Many times the tale's been told
Many folks have yearned to hear
'Bout the boy who dreamed to China
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R. Glenn Disney Biography

I'm a radiotelephone engineer by trade, working as an electronics and RF troubleshooter since 1976 - what a waste of time! - except to pay the bills and raise a wonderful son 22, and daughter 19, both in college and doing great! I resist any ideology, political, religious, or otherwise, which begs to place one in a club for its propagandic confinement purposes. I study others' writings, inspecting each word for its face or ghost.)

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The Red-Winged Blackbird

My hands are loosed from chains
The field awaits my presence today
A while longer, the sun's heat remains
The toil, my bones in pain do pay

I stretch my arms, present my hands
Another night in bound condition
And dream of oasis in welcome lands
That cools my skin and reverse attrition

My heart leaps with sudden sound
The wake up noise of the morning guard
The dream is vanished, my hands unbound
Again the heat, again the the stone yard

A small relief as my muscles surrender
The tenth stone positioned to the master's word
Glancing upward I see a hawk's flight plunder
Chased away by a smaller bird

Oh, what may I know as I study the sky?
May I smile, take courage, and death do defy?
Why is the red-winged blackbird so brave?
Has the hawk been bewitched, has he lost his fight?
To whom is my worth, what makes me a slave?
My racing thoughts or chains in the night?

Now ends the day, here are my limbs
Again to be bound as the light dims
But new hope unfolds as I see with my eyes
The heart of the small bird rise

To do what it must in spite of the foe
It darts at the hawk, reclaiming it's meadow

And so fear reigns no more, nor will I behave
As if I believe that I am a slave
Fear not the chains, nor my master's stone cart
I'll ponder the small bird, it's fighting heart

For he is no slave whose mind is his own
Though his body be bound, his work to be shown
The hawk's courage rests only in the shadow cast
I was free and am free and freedom will last

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