The Almost-Whistleblower Blues
October 10, 2008
If I do speak up –
how will I feed my family?
If I do not speak up
how will I sleep?
(in front of the tv)
(clutching a beer)
wrestling with congruency
If I do speak up –
how will I feed my family?
If I do not speak up
how will I sleep?
(in front of the tv)
(clutching a beer)
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Every no-name human who has to live
in the frightening shit holes of this world.
Every person who struggles by their side.
All those who stand up to tyranny
in the face of beatings and death.
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They
call us
whistle
blowers.
Truth
calls us
Partners.
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