Does not make
The abyss go away,
But it does
This is a glimpse into my moods. Comment if you like.
I sip my coffee black
Your ground has been hallowed through blood spilled by arrows and musket balls and barfights in Old West saloons. Your foundations were scoured to a polish in the airborne sandpaper of the Dust Bowl. Your ancestors were tested by Depressions and busts and booms and busts again. You have sent your sons and daughters to distant continents to fight for America, knowing some will not return and others will leave pieces of themselves in those faraway places. You have been case-hardened in the flames of a madman's truck bomb. And through it all, you have endured, coming out triumphant on the other side. Oklahomans are nothing if not resilient. You will survive this. There will come a time when Oklahoma is OK again. We believe in you.
He don't have to water his 'maters,
He's a fixer
And I wake