Wake Up, Kid! May there come a day when the music moves you beyond dancing Joyfully alone in your living room and into the streets, changing the world. You can lie around singing along to protest songs, reading poetry, and admiring past revolutions, or you can get up and do something, because the work is never done.
This is a throwback poem from a previously published book. I’ll be posting throwbacks every Wednesday.
I felt my inner activist rekindling within and wrote these words to myself sometime in early 2015.
Look Ma! No Hands!
Look Ma! No Hands! is D.L. Lang's fourth poetry book, containing old poetry from old papers once forgotten, and new poems from a surge of inspiration. This 150 page poetry collection is part fantasy, part autobiography, part prayer book, part honoring my inner child, part Jewish, part hippie, part Oklahoma, part California.