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Who is God?

That legend of all tales
The one who has the key
To fulfilling living
Without whom we all
Have only darkness to bare

My father who made water out of life
Never asking back for anything
Only we give out love from within
Sharing out kindness without receipts

The world calls the peaceful, a fool
Better a fool in the eyes of man
Than in the eyes of our life giver

So where is God?
I only have to look inside
Where the balance of life resides
Only there, a talk with life may commence

A Talk with Marvin Gaye

The mind wanders
As birds to the sky
The heaven within
has most at peace

Troubles; out and roaming
Hungrily waiting for those that
like the taste of sugar

The mind wanders
As earth to the Sun
Souls all captured
in the eternal circle of life

Troubles; free for all
Take one and get two more
An endless cycle of recycled pain
From the feet of the Sahara boy
To the necks of the greed-full ones

The mind wanders
As water to an ocean
Flyin amongst the clouds;
Mechanical tears high above,
causing lungs to soak in death

Troubles lay on ground like traps
Miss a step and your soul is caged
But alas, the mind wanders
Flyin high, hoping to reach
the fountain of life: The well
That one safe place remaining
For those who still thirst

So drink up from within your soul
And do save yourself
For the morning will come
With it, the light appears

A Talk with Gil Scott-Heron

All eyes see the same
Though the mind projects
Painting pain to others…

And as disdain feels our lips
Words: fire, escape our hearts
Forgetting the run arounds of daily peace

Mama Said

I hear my mother’s voice:
Full of trials and beliefs
It seeks to find me courage
For my now and my later days
It tells me though the waves are present
Do hold on for dare life, my boy
For after the rage and storm
The sun will find you strong and
bring you warmth for the rests of your days

HER BEAUTY

I look at her eyes
Though she wears a glass
Through it I see her voice, her essence
That eternal touch
Subtle yet buoyant with love

As the white light bulb
places its rays on her face
Her glow picks up pace
And I’m left struck with a question
How can one as beautiful as her
keep getting more and more
enchanting by the ever growing second?

But with rapid blue, I realize
Hers is an infinite beauty
Full of combusting stars
All diamonds as they glide down
onto a bed of morning roses
Sparkles they are, effortless with grace
Showing all, that with beauty comes no time limit

A Talk with Alice Walker

Here in this room
Hearing her essence flow out
Keeps me fearless
Yet utterly hopeless
Though subtle, her voice
so strong fills the air up
Leaving me no space for pretence

That’s not Jesus, Its Jimi Hendrix

Hear the trees singing
Drifting on and on
Swaying, it’s a swirling frenzy
Out their roots, walking on foot
Yeah, it’s Jimi
Back again, with a hat full of leaves
Now ladies and hipsters alike
Here’s the man of the night

Set the fire up high
The clouds above
Full with souls of possibilities
Towers falling, anger recharged
Through the kite, I see
Hearts dance like salt to worms

Weird weird
Word to mouth, escalating to a crescendo
Yeah I’m back
Again with a preacher tongue

The sky’s falling
So fast, I’m digging a grave
To dissipate with the incoming grief

Weird weird
Word to mouth, escalating to a crescendo
Yeah I’m back again

At the turn of the century
Raging seas, bleeding ice
Paint red and it’s called bloody
Sounds forming, mouth watering
Eyes filtered, pouches replenishing
Mighty below, a fight’s about to come on
Understand, our world is a mess
Houses burning, all around us

It’s a mess, but I’m Jimi
Back again to relieve you from stress