Oslo Come Back Poem by shimon weinroth

last night i dreamt I saw 'Joe hill'
coming down the hill. Oh Joe
what have they done to you
killed me in my prime, took my bones
buried me before my time,
now i'm just another ghost

will you go on to organize -
I don't know, I never realized
how many people i antagonize
I'm the man on the hill, hears
the sounds of guns, rampage of kill
Oh Joe we had so many hopes

what have they done to us
some are dead, others blown to bits
tunes in my head keep saying Oslo's dead
Joe he said to me, don; t believe them
don; t give in just go on to organize