Underneath
Blue sky
A field of
Brown botton-eyed
Sunflowers
Still
Chirping
The
Words of
The
23rd psalms

Egypt
Wears her black dress
While
We
Spend one night in Tunisia

Lord, were is my blessing

Well, I now pick a lot of
cotton and baled a lot of hay

You keep a roof over my head, and
I just continue to pray

You know, after they freed
them slaves, they promised
us forty acres and a mule

You promised me a blessing

Well, I didn’t know I was sitting
on Mr. Gilmore’s property

Do you agree
With me
And my right
Honorable friends
That thinking
Occurs
Without blinking

Absolutely
Thinking
Without blinking,
Prohibits
Smoking and drinking
However,
Connecting and linking
Relates to
Sailing and sinking
Clearly,
Your recommendation
And ongoing
Investigation,
Permitting
The documentation
Be submitted
And approved
By the king
Of nothing
Thus, creating
Avoid
In the process
Of critical thinking

Once upon a time
I dare to walk
Across the blurry line
On a snowy winter’s day
I walk through the woods
Surrounded by aspen and pine
Stony figures surreal and sublime
How many times must a line
Be bound by space and time
Truth connected from end-to-end
Fingers always count to ten
Then count back to nine
Arrive at a place in time
When focused on a single point
Then you appear, as blurry as a kitten
Truth be known, Still, I am the blurry line

Mama says no matter what you do or
Be in life; just be the best, at what you do
Mama says, even if, you decide to be a lazy *** or
Hang in the streets, just be the best one to greet
Now, go get mama her slippers, boy

the
soap beetle bug
caught
in
a soap bubble
swirl around
and around
why
drain bathtub
oh
world...oh world of mine

Bird in hand will fly away
Catch a fish and eat today

The body is a temple, a house for the soul
A clean heart turns dust into gold

Grasshopper learn how to walk on rice paper
Bend like the bamboo tree and jump over the skyscraper

because

God never let you walk alone

A tapestry of clouds
Gathered like blue-gray smoke
That bellowed from a cigar
Made in Havana

A sea of mountains
Rise up like Mythological Gods and
Jagged edges made of
Dark-brown German chocolate

A gust of peppermint air
Shakes loose the weak branches of
A wild sycamore tree

Then a jubilant display of radiant
Light burst through bashful clouds
Awakening a field of orange-gold poppies

When I lay down,
Both feet are planted firmly on the ground

sing out loud
Poseidon
hold up your trident
juggernauts request to sail
through
your
white cliffs
but
jagged waters
where
we
entered
Poseidon's Gateway

honeysuckle winds
for
miles and miles
bring
haunted red maple leaves
thus
love reveal
these
eloquent
paperless eyes

what
make the blue sky
with
her
mint green eyes
roam
the
city skylines

chained in shackles
to
the
dark dungeon wall
is
the
ghost of doom
and
his
jackal howl fills the room

what
guide
our
souls
through
the
thick ghost forest
while
faith have eyes

what
cherry moon
shall
move this way
i
ask thy soul
to
kneel and pray

trapped
within
slices of bread
we
live in
a multi-universes
i
said
where
the
birds eat
the
cosmic crumbs

lord
my soul
still
tide to
them
trees
where
every lynching
that
would be
and
blue daffodils
as
far as the eyes
could see
but
up yonder
lord
we
made it through
both
you and me

the
Lord
granted me
these holy wings
where
faith uplifted me
towards
this
heaven again

young lovers
make
their
journey quest
with
locked hands
thus
inseparable light

lord
my arms
are
the
heavy branches
that
break sometimes
through
a
quiet storm

Judas, apostle
this
last holy super
with
bread and wine
a kiss within a kiss
while
the
eyes weaken
then
i
touched His hand
and
what
does Jesus know

dazzling sun
sacred earth
orange moon
chromatic sky
we
are the
instruments of God

the
sweet hands of victory
shall
ring
the bell
while
the soul to keep
the
grave shall weep
the
voices from
the
depths of hell
said
we want ice water
because
it's hot as hell

faster and faster
we go
while
the
copper wind blows
and
now
spinning leaves into gold

The deep
Voice of His holy eyes
Was this sea of calm
I planted the kiss to Him
He whispered in my ear that
A betrayal was on the horizon
Then, I quietly sit to the right of Him
Taking full communion of the holy last super

lord
where is my faith
does it rest
among
these stars
each
hand bare
the rose inside
bring courage
to
these ocean tides
the
hand of God
shall provide
if
you
be this rose inside

lord
let me
tidy up some things
now
reincarnated
as a blue water bird
appeared with wings

when
tainted eyes are closed
spiritual eyes
shall
open wide
what
is more possible
to behold

close your eyes
place your
feet in this
bed of fire
now
walk across
if
your desire
achieving oneness
with God
the
flesh
shall
not burn
as the flame
your
soul becomes
free as the wind

the
kingdom of heaven
supply me
with
shield sword
and
surely wings
thus
to
fight
against
the
forces of evil things
both
day and night
and
wherever
it dwells
out of sight

the
kingdom of heaven
supply me
with
shield sword
and
surely wings
thus
to
fight
against
the
forces of evil things
both
day and night
and
wherever
it dwells
out of sight

The name is
Patrick O'Grady
Broad shoulders
A great man of structure
Granite chin
Hailing from
Green Irish Stock
Chairman of the board
Distinguish model citizen
Firmly rooted
In this
Green clover town
Well, I am
The real slim shady
Hello, next caller
On the line
Are you
A real
Lady

lord
what
we cannot see
is
it better
for me
what
does my heart believe

saith now
whatever
it is
saith loud
whatever
it is
we saith all
these
feelings call
that
we
possess inside
at all...at all

night casting
her
moon shaped eyes
beneath
the
halo of
the
Serengeti sky

when
i
look up
from
the
sea of faith
i
see
the
hallowed
ghost white moon
and
faithful is your sweet amber light

between
the
stiff cracks
and
the
granite cliff rocks
where
the
green moss lives
but
we
forgive not
where
hope is alive

dear God
be personal
with
me today
while
i
continue to pray
your
sacred words pierce
through
these clouds
with
your
sweet holy light
be personal
with
me again

a place
where
mankind
cast his shadow
where
evil fear and doubt dwells
that
conspire to corrupt, destroy
and
infiltrate
the
holy spirit of man
but
there
is a
almighty God
who
wears no battle-shield nor carry a sword
is
always available
to
defeat
the
wicked world of Satan
and
overthrow
the
forces of evil
that
dwell
upon the earth

what soul
be made of
crystal stone
yet
i
shall not
leave you here
beneath
the
quiet stars
when
drops of light
depart from us
and
we
are not alone

lord
wash thy rock
for
which
i
stand
the spirit be weak
thus
trapped in the flesh
transform me
into
a holy man
lord
i
shall be transformed
and
blessed
to praise you again

lord
turn our hearts into shields
let freedom liberty ring
when
justice step
upon
the battlefield again
oh lord
when
the
lamp of courage glow
and
sparkle beyond
the
green hills of Copperfield
and
there
we shall know

sometimes the cluster of
thin smiles come from
the  
poor children trapped in
the
Ferris Wheel of poverty
where
the
deep sky never blossom
the
road of poverty never ends
we
laugh then we cry
for
the
gentle whispers
return back to us
the
eyes of hope fade dim
while
the
light is all but broken

the
heart of the Skylark
rest upon her wings
that stand
shoulder to shoulder
between
this heaven this earth again
and
it
shall not break free
from
this
******* of heaven
upon
this magnificent world
tethered to the kingdom of heaven
as far as the eyes can see
lord
this heaven this earth
shall carry me

what could be worst
that
i
loved you first
if
i
keep going on nor
shall
i
be afraid of this love
do you care if love hurts
yet
do each other harm
soon
i
shall
be back into your arms
that love whisper unto thee
my heart be in this storm nor
shall
i
be afraid of this love
this time
and
go forth
anywhere
upon the sweet earth

oh love
that deep spring well
is a fountain wide
bursting with
all the ocean tides
when
i
thirst
i
cup my hands
so happy to believe
that
i
drink of thee
so honestly

lord
i
need your sweet august light
i
want my soul to be
holy cleansed
lord
bring me out from the cold
oh lord
and
remove the gray ghost
from
deep within
then
let me take control

we shall not be
afraid to walk
among them
to hear
the
battle cry of
the stars
to end this purgatory
but
to walk
towards the edge of glory
where
it is the path
that
we choose
when
we hear the battle of glory

whatever we do
in this life or accomplish
be the very best
please do it well enough
with passion, gusto, and zest
yet sometimes we feel left alone but
when you are completely nourished
in your capacity of life fulfilled
give back to this earth
that created you from stardust
stand ready and be able
to pass the baton
from the gray towards the gold

sometimes the
African Juju spirit
inside of me
make me
want to be like
Kunta Kinte
but
all we really
have to do
as Black Folks is
to let go of all that and a bag of chips
the
negative images and the stereotypes
have to go
so
love thyself because
we have a real beauty
deep within us
we define who we are
as a Great People
from Mother Africa
if we act naturally and
stop trying to
act like something we ain't
brother and sisters
we can do this