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• Artiste: Kevin Max
• Titre: Crashing Gates And Passing Keepers
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They saw us coming from miles away jubilant train wearing a pink boa and feathers like an exotic bird double headed breathing smoke looking for a line to quote waiting to jump the rope to change the vote to witness hope in the newest thing called freedom but they said no way and they wore the same coats khaki brown and faded typed at the same machines and tried to box up all the dreams in neat little packages like widgets for the factory all the while watching big brother watching big brother watching big brother watching..... 'but we are crashing gates and we are passing over the gate keepers" we are the new and we are marching like a jubilant train through your towns past your landscapes of lame ducks past the lines of indifference past the stormtroopers of compromise the deputies of damage control the officers of fear as they hand out their tickets to the deaf and the dumb and the younger ones to the very old, the influential, the disturbed, the zealots, the sheltered, the innocent. we pass through the gates like the dawning of a new age like the turning of a new page like the birth of a new son like freedom on a roll wearing nothing but a smile on our faces and our hands up in the air