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Tales at Night
The man in black
Black trench coat
Dripping of dreams
Nightmares in form of fear
Braced for cold
Winter rushing forth like water
Casting away summer sun
All here,
The night calling forth
Faith strapped in his holster
Bullets shaped for battle
War times meant for him alone
No help needed
God and liquor for guidance
The world consumed for heat
Hell a door away
Break, break
Brake then sweat
Demons racing for his soul
Spirit unchained
Shackles broken
Freedom, daily fought
The man in black
Skin melted with the night
Love a taste, hardly remembered
Still,
His path in the sky
Telling tales of perseverance
Events of Earth Move in Cycles
At that time
I saw it all
I tell you
My eyes were shut
Still, I saw everything
The beginning
My beginning
In form of an egg
Light piercing through
Giving me life
I was awakened
Surreal like art, past
I was there
Alive
Reborn to a new point
Lines of old ventured memories
Scribbled, printed onto my palms
To remind and guide
I saw all
I tell you
I saw everything
The creation of Erinwmin
Mother welcoming
Like a gush of wind
Dragging fast past the stars
Like a race
Head on collision
Blurs of space
Burning stories onto my spirit
I saw all
I really must say
All was seen
Boundless space of infinite existence
breaking through Saturn rocks
Brought to a summation
To now
A place called earth
Yes, I must tell
before time had a name
we of the energy constellation
existed
breathing along side
the planets
forms, all made whole by the one and true Osanobua
Home Waiting
All the love
In wraps of evening sun
Birds feathers falling,
calling night
Night town criers
Boys racing girls over moon lit hills
Kisses between eclipses
Light paintings, ration licenses
Home, home
Barnawa town
Home, home
Where I used to lay
Home, home
Crouched between snow, now
Home, home
Can I taste you?
Home, home
Further I go
Picture perfect, tainted
Reaching further back into lenses
Home, home
Draw close,
please
My hands reaching out
Home, home
Your vision only a memory now
Light of the Land
What is heaven to you?
When you close your eyes?
What do you see?
I see peace in colors
I feel the breeze
I know God is speaking
Like the old Gold Coast
Nomads settled
In tribal beads
Future unknown
Yet praises touching the sky
Underneath, earth awakened early
Far from carnality
Technology in trees and birds
The sun telling time
Huts forming circle
Fire only a tool
Seeds sowing
Children harvesting
A heaven always close to my heart
A Beep to God
Turn back the times
To when I was young and mild
Joy always crowded on my face
Far back, past future bills and letter heads
Then, when a cry came back with an answer
Blessed by love’s early mercy
A circle cut shut by the devil’s false hope
To live and think of innocence never given
Survival scars forced onto one’s hands
scribbling away life’s birth marks
Crunched,
held,
walked
Then pushed
Some place far into oblivion
I, still out here
Searching for my father’s house
Beyond Star lights and Destiny Fields
Murder, murder
Slaughter for the keeps
Sheep in wolves clothing
Casting shadows amongst the rest
Wisdom drank only after the demise
Too long to bring peace past destruction
Give and take
Life first
Although, now the other
inter-changed
always swapping
Lesson scribbled,
somehow showing balance
Murder, murder
Burn them all down
Cows fed milk
Humans fed by prices
Numbers showing souls
Phones bending spines
Spirits being snapped out
Breathe now
To live longer and fulfill,
beyond star lights and destiny fields
And the Brown Lament
As the sun sets,
liquor drank hard
goes down tumbling
breaking through bricks and rocks
hiding shadows deep within evening lanterns
Night Caller
Awakened into life
Space boundless
Jupiter Dancing
Saturn raising red dust
Stars all clapping wishes
Burning of full energy
Reeking of vibrant peace
Distance attained
Differences only a memory
Views from a different world
Roaming plants only allowed
Far out, onto the yellow brick road
Wide awakened, still
Intact with the high plains
Down seems further beyond
Here, here
Only on these clouds
will I sing and jubilate
Nothing holding
So I must confess
Of joy and love
Yeah, nothing holding me
So I must confess
Of joy and endless love
Sand, Shells and Red Corals
Clusters of distant souls
All bright shinning
Star light years ahead
Retelling existence
Origins beyond books
Crystal bells ringing
Adding to the hue
of sparkling red
Blue waters, mesmerizing
Ancient tales told in energy
Sang by the angels of Osanouba
Holders of the beginning
Creators of the ends of time
SIMPLE WORLD 