Poem about the Prop 1 vigil
It was recently the 27th anniversary of the Proposition One Vigil outside of the White House. Prop One is an anti nuclear grassroots movement, that has been doing the vigil since june 3rd 1981 when William Thomas though most know him as just Thomas sat down and then later Concepcion Picciotto (just known by her first name) sat down with him and well there begins some history and here is my poem about it that was written for their big 25th celebration
In 1981 a man sat down
he sat down on the cold white house ground
all he wanted was honesty and wisdom but the president
couldn’t make a nuclear proliferation treaty
cause he kept building tanks missiles and bombs
didn’t care if the world was soon to be gone
then very soon a lady sat down
she sat down on the cold white house ground
she joined up with the man, Thomas his name,
Concepcion hers, they weren’t playing a game
they built up many signs, some big and some small
they drummed and fasted throughout the fall, but the cops came and took them away
said you will not have a better day, but they all came back
and stayed there through years of tragedies tears and presidential fears
they stood up tall and they will not fall 25 (now 27) years and thats not all
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