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tears

crystal clear tears of salt
come when my heart
talks with sadness
the tears flow, my emotional rivers
it’s no damn use to pretend
pain will not rise again

crystal clear tears of salt
help my heart to feel
for something
when i don’t want to
clear my vision, see my peace
men don’t cry, indians are stoic

i tell that
to my heart, my eyes
they just laugh at me
and sometimes
when my spirit hurts
they make me cry

crystal clear tears of salt
purify my memory
help me understand
this is not
the beginning
nor the end

John Trudell
Poet Tree Publishing
From “Living In Reality”
1982
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LOS ANGELES, CA - Joel Rafael with John Trudell's Bad Dog at McCabes Guitar Shop on Friday, November 17, 2017 ... See MoreSee Less

Joel Rafael with John Trudell's Bad Dog - Los Angeles, Ca.

November 17, 2017, 8:00pm - November 18, 2017, 1:00am

LOS ANGELES, CA - Joel Rafael with John Trudell's Bad Dog at McCabes Guitar Shop on Friday, November 17, 2017

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CARLSBAD, CA - JUST ANNOUNCED
Joel Rafael with John Trudell's Bad Dog performing for San Diego Folk Heritage in CARLSBAD, CA on SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 18, 2017 at 7:30 PM.
Tickets available now!!
sdfolkheritage.org/events/joel-rafael/
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Joel Rafael with John Trudell's Bad Dog - Carlsbad, Ca.

November 18, 2017, 7:30pm - November 19, 2017, 12:30am

CARLSBAD, CA - JUST ANNOUNCED Joel Rafael with John Trudell's Bad Dog performing for San Diego Folk Heritage in CARLSBAD, CA on SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 18, 2017 at 7:30 PM. Tickets available now!! sdfolkheritage.org/events/joel-rafael/

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that love

don’t want that love
no more to me
baby it’s the fire
that burns my tears

out living my life
the road of no turning back
part of the art
is knowing how not to use
maybe we didn’t play the same
whatever the same may be
don’t want that love

ways i’ve been feeling
got to talk about pain
you know the kind
got ways of running
running through the brain
don’t want that love

it’s a noisy world
and i’m part of the noise
when it’s a quiet world
i’m part of the quiet
what world am i in
it’s not what we did
its what we didn’t do
we didn’t fill our expectation
we didn’t fill our description
no more to me

your demons sing like angels
i followed the song
facing suns from shadows
heart beats were my speed
i built an unintentional corral
from the center
however i move
that fence keeps closing in
feigning calm
wants to break out
flung into the universe
don’t want that love
no more to me
baby it’s the fire
that burns my tears
the road of no turning back
don’t want that love
no more to me

John Trudell
Poet Tree Publishing
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this thing named lust
that romanticizes
itself to many, as love
in order to justify itself

its really magnetic attraction
electrical current creating
energy and vibrations out of
the metals minerals and waters
called our selves
generating frequencies
energy jumping the dimensions
between us

anyway scientifically
and unscientifically speaking
when this thing shows up
no matter what name you call it
usually
someones gonna get fucked

John Trudell
Poet Tree Publishing
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there are
some dreams lovers dream
mixed in with some dreams
lovers break on their way
to learning how to love

John Trudell
Poet Tree Publishing
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sanctuary
in a comfort
of thoughts of her

desires of dreams
craving
starlight reunions

electric familiars
and
heart kindling’s

smoking haze
wildfires in flowers
pulling
honey from the sky

John Trudell
Poet Tree Publishing
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he was missing her
so he reached through
dimensions
and touched her
and she let him

exciting the electric
igniting the dark
into velvet moon bursts
sprinkling into soft
ghost kisses

falling like rain and fire
embracing them
in their thirst's need to burn
synchronizing flames
in the heat of the moment

John Trudell
Poet Tree Publishing
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rolling the night up tight
breathing in star dust
dreaming of torches
tripping light in his mind

somewhere in the imagine
theres wind with flame
dancing with soft hot rain
and the sun just feels good

free falling from the edge
another dream dreams
him into soothings sound
wrapping him in vibration

in close between heartbeat
rhythms weaving ribbon
pulling in expanding light
into the radiance of glowings

John Trudell
Poet Tree Publishing
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welcome to grafitti land
all the rides are in your head
the ticket is what is thought
and what is said

our attitudes are climbing
we dont have time
for more mind wasting lies
whatever it is you're doing
we're not going to buy it
it’s time to say something
not a time to be quiet

rant and roll
heartspeak from the spirit
say it loud so everyone
can hear it
say what you mean
mean what you say
rant and roll
when you feel that way

religions of men
heavy with fear
industrial war
against the land
every woman knows
the fugitive
rich men keep living
off the poor
the soul is what’s left
after they eat your spirit
when every act is an act
of self defense
we have to do something

or perish in the pretense
rant and roll
heartspeak from the spirit
say it loud
so everyone can hear it
say what you mean
mean what you say
rant and roll
when you feel that way

welcome to grafitti land
all the rides are in your head
the ticket is what is thought
and what is said

in this together
and on our own
a reality of how we feel
either we can dance
with someone
or we can dance alone
a plurality of sight and view
we and us are me and you

rant and roll
heartspeak from the spirit
say it loud
so everyone can hear it
say what you mean
mean what you say
rant and roll
when you feel that way

predator views
are way too tragic
mother earth gives us power
father sky makes us magic
life doesn’t have to be bitter
even when it’s not
always sweet
synchronicity is the rendezvous
when magic and power meet

rant and roll
heartspeak from the spirit
say it loud
so everyone can hear it
say what you mean
mean what you say
rant and roll
when you feel that way

John Trudell
Poet Tree Publishing
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all there is to it
we can’t take
we can’t pay
we can’t say anymore

all there is to it
we went to the emperor’s ball
the emperor sang
a song about sacrifice
a song about sacrifice
sacrifice who?
sacrifice what?
sacrifice you
sacrifice me
the alter of democracy
the alter of democracy
the alter of democracy
sacrifice who?
sacrifice what?
sacrifice you
sacrifice me
the alter of democracy
the alter of democracy
the alter of democracy
the alter of democracy
sacrifice you
sacrifice you
sacrifice you
sacrifice me

big business decision
big business decision
big business decision
maximlzing profit
maximlzing profit
maximizing profit
third world labor
third world labor
third world labor
it’s cheaper that way
it’s cheaper that way
it’s cheaper that way
it’s cheaper that way
big business decision
big business decision
big business decision
savings and loan
savings and loan
savings and loan
trillion dollar debt
trillion dollar debt
trillion dollar debt
and there’s taxman at the door
taxman at the door
taxman at the door
telling me i gotta pay
telling me i gotta pay
telling me i gotta pay
banker man
banker man
banker man
has the deed to the land
the deed to the land
the deed to the land

and the thieves got away
and the thieves got away
and the thieves got away
the alter of democracy
the alter of democracy
the alter of democracy
sacrifice who?
sacrifice what?
sacrifice you
sacrifice me
sacrifice you
sacrifice me
the alter of democracy
there’s rich man
rich man
rich man
rich man
behind god and the flag
behind god and the flag
behind god and the flag
rich man
behind god and the flag
behind god and the flag
rich man’s taking more
rich man's taking more
rich man's taking more
and the poor
and the poor
and the poor
get more poor
more poor
more poor
more poor
the alter of democracy
the alter of democracy
sacrifice who
sacrifice what
the alter of democracy
all there is to it
all there is to it
we don’t believe what you say
we don’t believe what you say
we don’t believe what you say
it doesn’t have to happen
like this
it doesn’t have to happen
like this
it doesn’t have to happen
like this
it doesn’t have to happen
like this
we don’t accept what you say
we don’t accept what you say
we don’t accept what you say
we won’t roll over for you
we won’t roll over for you
we won’t roll over for you
all there is to it
all there is to it
the alter of democracy
the alter of democracy
sacrifice who?
sacrifice what?
and the thieves got away
and the thieves got away
and the thieves got away
and the thieves got away
the alter of democracy

John Trudell
Poet Tree Publishing
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Excited to share the new Ronnie Farley Book GHOST PLANE dedicated in memory of John Trudell. Books can be purchased through ronniefarley.com, or send check or money order of $20.00 plus $5.00 standard shipping within the U.S. to: Ronnie Farley, P.O. Box 423, Beacon, N.Y. 12508 ... See MoreSee Less

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