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Chapter 54
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Misbegotten noon |
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shines for a sad young man, |
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let your gentle light
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guide them all again. |
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All the sad, sad, sad young men. |
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Soon 70% of black men will be jobless in America - a figure
already reached among oppressed minorities in Europe. |
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American taxpayers must now pay for more prison inmates per
capita than another country in world history.
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Though it is six times cheaper to give the oppressed a higher
education, we tie up a growing share of our society's intelligence in such
unproductive anger - and lose our competitive edge with other countries. |
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Our racism stole the jobs and future of sad young men, - not
industrial automation. |
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For by killing all hope and self-worth in the oppressed through
our stigmatizing thinking we are able to rob more and more of the scarce jobs
for ourselves and transform our unwanted from unemployed to
unemployable......after which we think even worse of them. |
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We don't any longer speak loud our deeper pain like Mrs.
Pabst today, but our evasive behavior reveal for our victims that we think
like her. |
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Modern racism is not a matter of speaking badly of
others; it is about thinking badly of others.
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With the negative power of our thinking we are subverting and
killing our society - and our own futures. |
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Sing a song of sad young men,
glasses full of rye. |
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All the news is bad again
kiss your dreams goodbye. |
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All the sad young men
sitting in the bars |
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drinking up the night
and missing all the stars. |
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All the sad young men
drifting
through the town |
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drinking up the night
trying not to frown. |
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All the sad young
men,
singing in the cold |
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trying to forget
that they are growing old.
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All the sad young men
choking on their youth,
trying
to be gay
running from the truth.
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Autumn turns the leaves to gold
slowly dies the heart.
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Sad young men
are growing old,
that's the cruelest part.
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Misbegotten noon
shines for a sad young man, |
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let your gentle light
guide them all again. |
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All the sad, sad, sad young men. |
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