i am a wandering minstrel
the horizon is my home
more glorious than the empires
of babylon, greece and rome
i am a wandering minstrel
and i walk the world alone
and i have no need of internet
web, wireless or cell phone
i am a rhyming hobo
my heart is wild and free
the proclamations of empires
are watery moonshine to me
no obama putin zuckerberg or gates
will be the master of my fate
no al qaeda or c i a
will dictate what i have to say
i write my words with the wind
and the winding road is my page
i sing the truth that never dies
to counter all imperial lies
the oligarchs in their barricades
have every reason to be afraid
as sparks of truth fly through the air
for living creatures all to share
i am a wandering minstrel
the horizon is my home
more glorious than the empires
of babylon, greece and rome
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