People starving and thirsting; grain elevators are bursting. You know, it costs more to store the food than it do to give it. - Bob Dylan

But to live outside the law, you must be honest.

'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue, the road was full of mud.
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form,
'Come in,' she said, 'I'll give you shelter from the storm.'

Oh, sister, am I not a brother to you
And one deserving of affection?
And is our purpose not the same on this earth
To love and follow his direction?
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Oh, sister, when I come to knock on your door
Don't turn away, you'll create sorrow
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore
You may not see me tomorrow