Thanksgiving and “The Trader”

Since my undergraduate days, Thanksgiving has always given me a sense of thanks and a level of uneasiness at the same time. This day is a reminder of our nation’s unresolved issues pertaining to the country’s treatment of native Americans. Since 1973, I’ve turned to Carl Wilson’s masterpiece “The Trader.” It’s a reminder of our past and its correlation with our contemporary struggle with those not of our own tribe. Regardless, I am thankful for valued friends, family and a system of governance that is based upon the free rights of all.   This day allows us to reflect, to be thankful and provide a  renewed energy in fostering a true sense of working towards the best interests of all.

 Best Wishes!! 

Lyrics to “The Trader”

Hi
Trader
Trader sailed a jeweled crown
Humanity rowed the way
Exploring to command more land
Scheming how to rule the waves.
Trader spied a virgin plain
And named it for velvet robes
Wrote home declaring,
“There’s a place
Where totally folks are free
(Happily completely)
Nourishment fills the prairies and the hillsides
And animals stalk the mountains and the seaside
And fish abound the lakes and birds the skies
Signed sincerely.”
Trader found the jeweled land
Was occupied before he came
By humans of a second look
Who couldn’t even write their names shame
Trader said they’re not as good
As folks who wear velvet robes
Wrote home again and asked, “Please help
Their breasts I see; they’re not like me
Banish them from our prairies and our hillsides
Clear them from our mountains and our seaside
I want them off our lakes so please reply
Signed sincerely.”
Trader he got the crown okay
Cleared humanity from his way
He civilized all he saw
Making changes every single day say
Shops sprang over the prairies and the hillsides
Then roads cut through the mountains to the seaside
The other kind fled to hide, by and by,
And so sincerely
Cried.
Making it softly
Like the evening sea, trying to be
Making it go
Creating it gently
Like a morning breeze, a life of ease
Eyes that see
Beyond tomorrow, through to the time without hours
Passing the Eden of Flowers
Reason to live.
Embracing together
Like the merging streams, crying dreams
Making it full
Begging intently
For a slight reprieve, a night of ease
Hands to touch
Beyond the sorrow, on to the force without power
Piercing the crust of the tower
Reason to live.
Hoping
Like a budding rose, humbling shows
Making it.
Struggling lonely
Like a desert field, break the seal, make it real
Ears to hear
Beyond the showers, on to the suns of tomorrows
Burning the flesh of all sorrows
Reason to live.
Reason to continue
Reason to go on
Reason to live
Reason to live
Reason to live

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