Ain't No Reason - Brett Dennen

There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way, we do it everyday
Preachers on the podium speaking of saints
Prophets on the sidewalk begging for change
Old ladies laughing from the fire escape, cursing my name
I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same
A window and a pigeon with a broken wing
You can spend your whole life working for something,
Just to have it taken away
People walk around pushing back their debts
Wearing pay checks like necklaces and bracelets
Talking bout nothing, not thinking bout death
Every little heartbeat, every little breath
People walk a tight rope
On a razor's edge
Carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons
It could be a bomb or a bullet or a pen
Or a thought or a word or a sentence

There ain't no reason
Things are this way
It's how they've always been
and they intend to stay
I don't know why I say
The things that I say
But I say them anyway

Prison walls still standing tall
Some things never change at all
Keep on building prisons, gonna fill them all
Keep on building bombs, gonna drop them all
Working your fingers bare to the bone
Breaking your back make you sell your soul
Like a lung it's filled with coal, suffocating slow
The wind blows wild and I may move
The politicians lie and I am not fooled
You don't need no reason or a three piece suit
To argue the truth
The air on my skin and the world under my toes
Slavery is stitched into the fabric of my clothes
Chaos and commotion wherever I go
Love I try to follow

Love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set me free, yes

There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way,
We do it everyday


15th August

Today my country turns 60... happy independence day to one and all...this was the day scores of freedom fighters sacrificed everything they had... let us take a moment and remember the people who gave it all so that we live free life

“Freedom in the mind, faith in the words, pride in our hearts and memories in our souls...." this is some part of a message that I just received... I salute my nation on the 60th independence day.. Trust me I can’t be more proud of my country

15th august is the day we r exhorted to unite and redouble our efforts to take on the world... I mean with the qualities we have, the world is a sitting duck waiting for us to invade and make it our own.. today is the day that our wise old men address the nation and make big grand statements about how wonderfully our nation is doing... god handpicked them so that we always know that what we could probably have had, had they been not in the way

Yes the economy is booming, but what does it mean to guy who works his ass out everyday and comes back home leading a hand to mouth existence... does he get his share of the boom... hardly..rich people get richer, the poor poorer... and the divide increases... not that I am doing anything to change it... but the problem is that it is only on days like this that I even think about stuff and want to do something.. Don’t really know what I would but sure I do...

August 16th and I am running ... running behind my life desperately trying to catch on.. Not sparing a thought for the sacrifices that went in to shape the country.. Somebody dying on the border has become a commonplace.. Why should I be bothered.. I mean even the Times of India does not give it anymore space than a motley column in the backpage alley..but I..I rush not worrying whether the the small beggar kid would have his dinner.. I still don’t have my reservations for the swanky dinner place u see..i rush.. The multitude of people waiting ... the roads bumpy and sad... but how could I care.. I vote and my responsibility ends there... now I am free to blame remember whoever I want for whatever faults I let myself be bothered with... not one bit my responsibility

I still have to reach somewhere that I don’t know yet and I could not be bothered yet... make no mistake I wear my flag as proudly as any other Indian would... but as I rush..I hear someone call someone hurt.. but I move on...

As I rush I miss my nation calling out to me..bleeding.. calling out to me every time it gets cut ...don’t forget I still am wearing my flag as I pass with a deaf ear.... maybe the next 15th august I might hear..or maybe the next





Awakening, dawn's chorus
The day new, untouched
Waiting to be filled....

And will we paint a rainbow
With all its promise
Or dull the canvas
Sadly seen?

Each day brings its own colours
To be chosen, mixed,
Pigments of joy,
Happy moments,
Smiles and laughter....

And which will you choose?
For 'Life' is choice,
We are all painters In our own way,
All needing to create Something of worth,
Of lasting beauty,
Marking our journey....

Footprints in the sand...

By John Mcleod


Laws Of Life

1. Murphy's First Law for Wives
If you ask your husband to pick up five items from the shops and then you add one more as an afterthought, he will forget two of the first five.
2. Kauffman's Paradox of the Corporation
The less important you are to the corporation, the more your tardiness or absence is noted.
3. The Salary Axiom
The pay rise is just enough to increase your taxes and just small enough to have no effect on your take- home pay.
4. Miller's Law of Insurance
Insurance covers everything except what happens.
5. First Law of Living
As soon as you start doing what you always wanted to be doing, you'll want to be doing something else.
6. Weiner's Law of Libraries
There are no answers only cross-references.
7. Isaac's Strange Rule of Staleness
Any food that starts out hard will soften when stale. Any food that starts out soft will harden when stale.
8. The Carrier Bag Law
The chocolate bar you planned to eat on the way home from the supermarket is hidden at the bottom of the carrier bag.
9. Lampner's Law of Employment
When leaving work late, you will go unnnoticed. When you leave early, you will meet the boss in the car park.