Pastellar in Pink

. . . . . Take me as I am or watch me as I go . . . . .

I wish I could open my eyes wide because I can’t pick what to look at.

Now that he is safely dead,
Let us praise him.
Build monuments to his glory.
Sing Hosannas to his name.

Dead men make such convenient heroes.
For they cannot rise to challenge the images
That we might fashion from their lives.
It is easier to build monuments
Than to build a better world.

So now that he is safely dead,
We, with eased consciences will
Teach our children that he was a great man,
Knowing that the cause for which he
Lived is still a cause
And the dream for which he died is still a dream.
A dead man’s dream.

– Carl Wendell Hines- A Dead Mans Dream (via negromodelo)