Roots

Caverns open up
Deep beneath the surface
Rich black soil, rivers of water
And deeply forged roots
Suited for my need to slip away
Stasis reformulated for my
Brand New Self
Wealth matters not
If defined as silver or gold
Wealth is all I need
When discussing the story freed
I am singing myself into existence
Resistance is futile
Without an alternative route
Spouting collected wisdom
From my soap box stage
I attribute the best of me
To all that you taught me
Learning to find
The only right way

Sweet Sorrow

Sweet sorrow parting
Veils that can't be seen
Now my guard is falling
Violin now screams
We beam glorious lights of love
Out of eyes that house our souls
Goal becomes intrusion
When illusion takes control
I am old and cold and lonely
My piano listens well
The tree that once loomed ugly
Now has been felled
Shaking this machine
Expecting breakdown
Sounds aggressive in a way
But sometimes angry expression
Is the only way
Truth would become
A viable solution
If truth could be defined
As something
On which we could agree
Speeding toward our freedom
The rat race
Is truly free

I run, Therefore I win!

I feel my sorrow
Deeper than most
Hosting the weight
Of the world
On my shoulder
As it floats
Hoping for the best
Working hard for the outcome
Running the race
Till it's done

Alive!

I am pleasantly surprised
One thousand times per day
I wrap myself inside
The eternal fountain of youth
The Sunlight breaking through
A storm cloud in the sky
Watching birds in flight
Color strikes deep
From a butterfly wing
And yes when I am happy
I sing

Yes, I am pleasantly surprised
One thousand times per day
With conversation had
With eye contact made
The warm and tender embrace
Of friendship in my soul
Rolling sound of thunder
River waters as they roll
The swelling of Canal
The contact of silk skin
All these natural elements
I deeply drink them in

I am pleasantly surprised
One thousand times per day
Harboring everything
That causes my soul sway
I rest inside the cocoon
Of Mother Nature's arms
The charm of the full moon
Feeling safe from harm
I am grateful for this life
And all the joy it brings
And yes, when I am happy
I sing

I AM

I am emotion
I am poetry
I am love
I am music
I am Nature
I am sometimes harsh
I am constantly moving
I am intelligent
I am the rain
I am the wind through the leaves
I am the water that cleanses
I am the strength of the Ancient Tree
I am afraid when I see something new
I am passionate in my approach
I am clumsy on my landing
I am the shoulder you can cry on
I am driven in my focus
I am surprised by the natural world that surround me
I am amazed by the refraction of light
I am sorrow sometimes in he middle of the night
I am sight

Sharpie Flowers

Hours spent with sharpies
Drawing flowers on jeans
Believing in peace
With fresh conversation
Blue streaks painted on cheeks
Women living free
Breezing the streets
Sweeping passed thieves
Reaching new peaks
Sneaking new beliefs
Into everyday speech
Happening upon
The Magic of the World
No ordinary girl

Thoughts remain
On the tip of my tongue
Chewing my gum
Wanting the sum
To equal the contents that remain
The game hasn't changed
But we find new ways
To embrace the age
Faces fade
But words stay
Jet black on the page
Like flower sharpies
On yesterdays jeans

Prison Break

Just another good Black man
Goin' down for time
If you believe in God
Do you believe He's blind?
We gotta find the solution
System spreads their confusion
Offering pollution
As though it is no illusion
We are used to listening in
Sinking to swim
We are the one's we
Have been waiting for
The open door
The time has come for us
To settle the score
Settle the score