Paradise
"Let Paradise, California, be the wakeup call for our entire nation.
We need a Green New Deal to address the climate crisis.

Paradise-Is Down A Two-Lane Blacktop
Narrative Poem By R Andrew Ohge
As we close in on the 2020 American Political Race-this poem rings more true than it did in 2002 when I first wrote it. If we aren't ready to do what needs to be done to get this for ourselves and children, perhaps we deserve to be serfs in the oligarchy we'll get instead.
[The Way 'Paradise ' SHOULD Be?]

First, we were drawn by the land,
enticed by the promise of freedom…
fresh faces in new places, where
we built our farms, our stores, mills
smithies, with our own dreams
and our own Hands, paying our way
with the sweat of our brows,
leaving our bones and legacies
as our testimony to those
who would follow.

Then, great factories replaced
the smithies, concrete towers
supplanted the wheel mills, and
we were drawn from the land
to the growing cities for what we
believed were better dreams,
brighter futures,…"the good life."

The farms we left were swallowed
by corporations, the family
store was neglected by the lure
and flash of the corporate chains.

We were the great middle class,
living a vision, that for most of us,
never truly existed, leaving
nothing, but broken dreams
as our legacy.

Times and paradigms pass.
Some of our small towns just died,
some were swallowed by the
circling cities, others are
barely hanging on, yet,
here and there, new pioneers
are returning, bring their
fresh faces to the old places,
rediscovering the old ways and
creating new ones, as America
finds her roots again.

Hollywood, Broadway, & Prime Time
doesn't show our true image.

Our story isn't on CNN or in USA Today.

We've journeyed back, off the
Interstate, rebuilding the
Courthouse square, starting farms,
building houses, stores, and families,
infusing our enterprises with
faith, truth, love, patriotism, and a
determination to not allow our
unique visions or our new freedom
to ever be swallowed by mere
sound-bites, glamour, glitz,
or pulp fiction.

The America and World
we must become is the one
we always knew in our hearts.

We had only to remember that
Paradise is down a
two-lane blacktop,
where the tree of
wisdom waits for all
who prefer revelation
over information.

The super highways
and bypasses, the
jets, planes, buses,
and trains can only take you
by the "American Dream".

The turn down that two-lane
is a calculated decision
to arrive there, a journey
you take, only if you're
hungry for a new vision,
if you're ready to put down
some new roots, and make
your own legacy with
your own hands and the
sweat of your own brow.

If you've caught
that pioneer spirit,
then here's the place
to draw close to the tap
roots of the "American Dream",
where the juices flow
strong and rich, near the power,
right at the source.

You have truly arrived,
friend, for you've
come to a powerful
place to begin anew,
where you can find purpose,
change the landscape, acquire
wisdom and real estate, create
your own legacy, where your
accomplishments and children
earn respect and receive honor,
where your babies and bones
are attended with reverent
tender care by real peacemakers.

Oh yes...if you destroy,
mar, steal, or harm
those and that which
is in their care,
you'll have a fight
on your hands, the like
you'll not soon forget.

No, real peacemakers are
the architects, the restorers,
the creators and shapers,the
healers, the comforters and
nurturers, the sowers and
caretakers of paradise.

They are recreating and
shaping their future and
shall be counted blessed.

No need for a plane, bus,
or a train to come.

We're waiting at the
gates of paradise at the
end of any two-lane blacktop,
beckoning, as Lady Liberty
has for over a century,
"Send us Your tired, your
poor, your downtrodden,
struggling to be free…"

We'll be waiting.
https://youtu.be/sYIoYgvuNe4
Bernie Sanders 9/7/19-Narrative By R Ohge 2002
Paradise "Let Paradise, California, be the wakeup call for our entire nation. We need a Green New Deal to address the climate crisis. Paradise-Is Down A Two-Lane Blacktop Narrative Poem By R Andrew Ohge As we close in on the 2020 American Political Race-this poem rings more true than it did in 2002 when I first wrote it. If we aren't ready to do what needs to be done to get this for ourselves and children, perhaps we deserve to be serfs in the oligarchy we'll get instead. [The Way 'Paradise ' SHOULD Be?] First, we were drawn by the land, enticed by the promise of freedom… fresh faces in new places, where we built our farms, our stores, mills smithies, with our own dreams and our own Hands, paying our way with the sweat of our brows, leaving our bones and legacies as our testimony to those who would follow. Then, great factories replaced the smithies, concrete towers supplanted the wheel mills, and we were drawn from the land to the growing cities for what we believed were better dreams, brighter futures,…"the good life." The farms we left were swallowed by corporations, the family store was neglected by the lure and flash of the corporate chains. We were the great middle class, living a vision, that for most of us, never truly existed, leaving nothing, but broken dreams as our legacy. Times and paradigms pass. Some of our small towns just died, some were swallowed by the circling cities, others are barely hanging on, yet, here and there, new pioneers are returning, bring their fresh faces to the old places, rediscovering the old ways and creating new ones, as America finds her roots again. Hollywood, Broadway, & Prime Time doesn't show our true image. Our story isn't on CNN or in USA Today. We've journeyed back, off the Interstate, rebuilding the Courthouse square, starting farms, building houses, stores, and families, infusing our enterprises with faith, truth, love, patriotism, and a determination to not allow our unique visions or our new freedom to ever be swallowed by mere sound-bites, glamour, glitz, or pulp fiction. The America and World we must become is the one we always knew in our hearts. We had only to remember that Paradise is down a two-lane blacktop, where the tree of wisdom waits for all who prefer revelation over information. The super highways and bypasses, the jets, planes, buses, and trains can only take you by the "American Dream". The turn down that two-lane is a calculated decision to arrive there, a journey you take, only if you're hungry for a new vision, if you're ready to put down some new roots, and make your own legacy with your own hands and the sweat of your own brow. If you've caught that pioneer spirit, then here's the place to draw close to the tap roots of the "American Dream", where the juices flow strong and rich, near the power, right at the source. You have truly arrived, friend, for you've come to a powerful place to begin anew, where you can find purpose, change the landscape, acquire wisdom and real estate, create your own legacy, where your accomplishments and children earn respect and receive honor, where your babies and bones are attended with reverent tender care by real peacemakers. Oh yes...if you destroy, mar, steal, or harm those and that which is in their care, you'll have a fight on your hands, the like you'll not soon forget. No, real peacemakers are the architects, the restorers, the creators and shapers,the healers, the comforters and nurturers, the sowers and caretakers of paradise. They are recreating and shaping their future and shall be counted blessed. No need for a plane, bus, or a train to come. We're waiting at the gates of paradise at the end of any two-lane blacktop, beckoning, as Lady Liberty has for over a century, "Send us Your tired, your poor, your downtrodden, struggling to be free…" We'll be waiting. https://youtu.be/sYIoYgvuNe4 Bernie Sanders 9/7/19-Narrative By R Ohge 2002
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