Today, I’m thinking about the lyrics of a tune sung by Roger Miller, Animal of Man.
Here are the lyrics; below them is link to a YouTube video of the tune.
His footprints can be found
on the graves of dead young soldiers.
On the amber covered plains,
killed by radio-active rains.
And his traces can be found
in the dying streams and meadows.
And he’ll kill you if he can.
He’s the animal of man.
Yes, his traces can be found
In the scars of red-skinned children
that have never fully healed.
Ask a Black man how he feels.
He’s a nervous gifted child.
He’s an old man been forgotten.
He’s a military band.
He’s the animal of man.
