Ye thorn, and jagged rock who blocks my way
Repentant sighs heard behind thy black wall
Open thine impervious path, ghosts away
To escape to love’s freedom, one and all
For once they were trapped within love’s remorse
A second chance they deserve at love and life
So quit thy play, open thine ashen doors
And offer them air, fruit of choices, rife
So they may wade in sweet the curling brine
Of the sea of liberty whose waters flock
Most sweet and cool to touch, in soul, divine
Open thine ashen doors, ye jagged rock
    So they may taste the juice of chances, sweet
    Free thy doors, ye rock shagg’d with dying ****

Dark hate has seared within my soul
With rancid smell of burning flesh
A terrible and pitch-black hole
In hatred’s vines, me to enmesh
So I’ll feel trapped forever more
Entangled in a thorny net
Escape to joy, I’ll nevermore
By hate’s infernal dark kismet
Anger within my mind has cut
A rotting wound, a ****, most wide
Shadows to anger’s cell have brought
A lace constricting all inside
I sit alone, e’er so dreading
For letting love flee far from hate
Black morn tomorrow my heading
Away to hell’s infernal fate
And birds of joy and bliss galore
Shall never on the soft air fly
To take me out my prison door
Here with hate, alone I’ll die
Never to heal my injury
For hatred is the death of me….

It struck me hard, yet I’m not dead
I’ll only forge beyond ahead
And never lose my ground, my stance
To bludgeoning of circumstance

It stuck its blade, it tried to ****
And let blood drip from my heart’s will
But though my soul was slightly bent
To bludgeoning of incident

Never did I to it give in
Instead I’ve forged ahead to win
At last it struck with sharp his lance
And took me down, this circumstance

And let me bleed, its shrill laughter
My woes, my thoughts of dole after
Belittled me to nothing more
Till I dropped wan and cold and sore

Yet gave up, ne’er before I’ve done
And tried I to rise like morn’s sun
And with my light I veered from sight
All circumstance and dark its might

And then I stood and with my blade
I did knick-knack and brought the fate
That long I waited ever thence
The death of darkest circumstance

The solemn trees stand bare and dry
In misery, immersed
The angels, o’er the heavens high
Shed tears to quench their thirst

Once all Earth cried in pain for life
Each angel shed a tear
From gray the clouds to end such strife
Endured in winters ere’

And blessed the trees that now stand tall
Renewed for now they drank
For Heavens high, the angels all
In renewal now they thank

Once again when winter, arrives
And knocks on spring’s bright door
And the winds, sharp, life all deprives
The angels shed once more

To quench the thirst of the deprived
Each dried and parched-out leaf  
The thirst of spring that had arrived
And brought upon relief

Most its merry, little rhymes
Every joyous, little beat
Make me hop and dance in joy
And tap to with my feet

A little syncopation
Every little thing within
Turn my heart an airy white
As I beam and as I grin

The piano's white and lambent
The Sax ***** in delight
The drums give a little jingle
The music's great and bright

And Jazz shall never die or wane
But live in every heart
It gives life to all life itself
An unparalleled form of art