Oct 02 2008
if freedom were a wing that i could climb upon
a feathered fearless sanctuary that could
carry my soul forward
lean my eyes toward dawn
I would fly as one sparkle
across a slated sky
I would float as I was meant to
I would see
copyright 2008
Oct 02 2008
Pretty words
dressed in Sunday best
to impress the congregation
Amen
Can I get a witness?
I have seen the light
Let’s all sing in hymnal praise
at the alter of the chosen one
self annointed
freshly scrubbed ego
ready to deliver us
from mundanity, profanity, insanity
Amen
copyright 2008
My task…is, by the power of the written word to make you hear, to make you feel - it is, before all, to make you see. That - and no more - and it is everything.
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