Written for Saturday Scribes.
We’re given an image and asked
to write our response in exactly
100 words. Here’s my take.
Once, not too long ago, this was a bustling city, the bench an active and popular bus stop where people congregated on their way to work, school, home. Over time, the world and it’s inhabitants themselves began to erode – not just physically but mentally, emotionally, spiritually. Love became hate, kindness/indifference, humor/anger, acceptance/intolerance, peace/war, light/darkness, growth/decline, life/death. All turned into sand, falling apart at the slightest whisper, blown away in a subtle breeze. Suddenly neither money nor power mattered and the influential people dissipated the same as the lowly. Nothing could save them and all that remains is an empty bench.
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100 Words
This is “I’d Love To Change The World” by Ten Years After
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The Elephant's Trunk 
Change is inevitable, just a shame that it often heads in the wrong direction.
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Right you are, dear Keith. Appreciate your comments.
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Blowing in the wind..
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Very good!
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Nice to hear this classic song again, Nancy. AlvinLee of Ten Years After was consifdered to be the fastest guitar player in the world at one time. He earned the nicknames like “the fastest guitarist in the West”. His rapid playing was a highlight of his performance at the 1969 Woodstock Festival, which helped make him a rock and roll icon.
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Fantastic piece of information, Jim. AND …. I could have used this song for Song Lyric Sunday with the bee reference in the lyrics: “bees make honey”.
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That would have been perfect.
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Remarkable sis! So intense and thought provoking. It reminds me of ‘When all the laughter dies in sorrow,” by Kendrew Lascelles, which I remember from Chicago’s album the year I graduated from high school, don’t ask me the number!
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Yes! The Elegy Suite from Chicago. Thanks for the reminder. So glad you enjoyed this one, sis! Thank you!
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I remember every word of it, just not which album!
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Intrigued by the image of not spiraling downward, but drying up, breaking down, and blowing away into nothingness. May this NOT come to pass.
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With you on that, Liz. Thanks.
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Gone, … not forgotten just gone, Nancy, … the desolation left is palpably felt, and so well put, … and matches that sad and lonely bench, … Would that we could change the world, …🎶 Alexa!!🎶…. 💙
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Yes, Penn. I hope it’s not too late for that.
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a great story. Very thought provoking. Thanks for joining Saturday Scribes.
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My pleasure. Thanks very much.
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Oh … wouldn’t we love to change things, Nancy … a fabulous song choice 💙📘🌏
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You chose the song I was originally going to use, then I remember this classic by Tens Years After. Great minds and all that, Dear Ivor! 🥰🎶
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And tired minds are still working too 😊😴🎶
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