It’s a long, long road From which there is no return While we’re on the way to there Why not share And the load
Doesn’t weigh me down at all He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother
Often we are moved to pity when we see and experience suffering, but does the feeling manifest into acts that show caring and sharing? Are we a society that takes care of its most needy members? I think not! It seems to be all right (the “New Normal”)to spend trillions to kill while seeking to destroy the social advances of the 20th century. All Peoples are our brothers!
Born in Alabama during the Great Depression (1930), although Odetta and her mother moved to Los Angeles in 1937, her soul had been baptized in the black prison songs and work songs from the southern fields. Considered by many of my generation as the voice of civil rights in America, our “biscuit roller has done gone.” (December 3, 2008) She traveled most of the 20th century, now on her way after serving as a key to so many doors.
With the current economic crisis impacting so many around the globe, I thought I would share this YouTube selection. “Brother Can You Spare A Dime” — Dr. John & Odetta
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