Tired of being tired I grabbed my sleeping bag roll Went from hired to fired From whole to hole I'm so far from home. Searching for handouts But no one's lendin' a hand 'Neath the stars I camp out So much for the promise land Broken promises from the man. Tonight, my breath shows And my life's compass Goes where no one knows For time is a thing of the past When hindsight hold its grasp. American flag patch Sits faded and torn On this dirty hat

     Be honest.  Were you surprised that Mitt Romney was the Iowa Caucus?

     Let me tell you something.  For the past two weeks I've been walking down the streets singing "Give Peace a Chance."  In a time when "Debbie the Downer" and "Depressed Dave" are found on every news channel we finally begin to see a ray of light; a beacon of hope.  There are people, citizens of our United States of America, evolving into a pro-active machine that is standing up for its fellow citizens and against the corporations that have pumbled and destroyed the middle class.  We've got American citizens

     John Lennon once wrote, "A Working Class Hero is something to be."  I agree.  I can dive into the recent article posted by Yahoo about how members of Congress feel that their $174,000 annual salary isn't enough, but I won't.  I can dive into the fact that Congress claims, "that for the hours we work, our salary isn't that much," but I won't.  I can dive into their claim that they too, live paycheck to paycheck, but I won't.  I can dive into the idea that, to me, that's the biggest load of sh*t I've heard since Congres