mark my word as if you haven't heard
these are the signs of the times
sound the alarm
video, radio & stereo
many hearts are bleeding desperately tonight
women's liberation heading out across the nation
the get a small dose of truth from the garbage can
don't try to blame it on the man who said yes we can
struggling to make a difference in this land
there are lines being formed in the sand
man just want to stick it to the man
we have been captivated by a smile
yet we know all the great while
a woman needs to be with her child
people surf the want ads for work
yet to no avail the end up collecting
no use in forgetting
there are signs written on the wall
laughter
splendor in the grass
smile, faces, traces & movement
which way are we going
it's not in what you know it in the showing
a great gift sent from heaven above
nestled in an ovation of it's tenderness of love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yet to no avail the end up collecting...............they end? nestled in an ovation of it's tenderness of love..............it's/its? and sometimes the woman wants to stick it to the man. i've had three wives like that! ! bri ;)