On Civil Rights Movement

CIVIL RIGHTS Four Colored Girls You whisper before dawn The silence of visible light Singing God's hymn infinitely in time. Your words are a reflection of mourning Not knowing foreshadowing history We share your agony We share your pain A mirror image of your journey. Nothing is eternal Only decades stand amongst our wound. We stand, we bond, we pledge words of hope Every second, every minuet, Every hour in your memory Each moment underlies our journey And it is your voice that carries Vocariously towards freedom. FLAGS OVER SOUTH One by one Against the odds One on one Against the odds They come by the dozens One by one We do not know to follow One by one Yet we do not always reason One by one One by one we come to understand Flags over south Oh, Confederate flag Flying guanine winds, Rooted in shame Beyond all reasons Out of pity and pain A flag that cries In the broken air Flown shamefully Out of sorrow and deceit It represents memories of terror Stones of unmarked graves Unforgotton memories of our past Once removed from blame The time has changed The anger remains With unsought questions asked For its vein purpose Of painful ignorance Thought I should change Of deception and of tiery Of American values Thought I would change The hate and regret Thought I could change American values The Confederate flag flies In history in vein History must not be Taken for granted For all its worth One by one Against the odds One on one Against the odds They come by the dozens One by one Me and you against the odds Flags over south I'M EGO TRIPPING I am the addict Desiring with needs Burning with the desire to held and loved. Words control the lust to be desired I feel passion between verse I am the voice within With a thirst to be heard. I am the darker sister Whose words are As sensitive as her skin Where gifted words Disguises its meaning inside I am the voice within Flowing aluminous words Into meaning As Sand flows Through loose fingers. My love for you as crazy the voice within Often taken for granted My words reveal no lies But tell the true meaning of Loss, pain, anger, and grief I am the addict Desiring with needs Burning with to be desired I feel passion With a thirst to be heard I am the voice within Words of innocence Morning space and time Of an aesthetic value often misunderstood I am the voice behind these words I am the addict Desiring with needs Often mistaken for self-hate In its true essence, the voice within The voice within is challenged Seeking, finding, searching For its own identity to breath No, I'm not ego tripping I am the addict Desiring with needs Often mistaken for self-hate In its true essence, the voice within I'm just keeping it real I am the addict Desiring with needs Often mistaken for self-hate, the voice within In its true essence I am the poem I am the addict Desiring with needs Often mistaken for self-hate In its true essence Who challenges thought This is crazy - the voice within Within hope and loss Within love and pain Within happiness and anger Are the words I speak of empathy I am the voice within I ain't got long ALONE IN THE NIGHT Chorus: I know no thirst, behind this peace of mind No familiar faces, behind this peace of mind Abandoned trust, behind this peace of mind Broken, death will come some day Ill-exposed by all the lies told Words of informality ill-imagined delusions There must be a better place in this world To heal the pain I now feel inside A place where solitude solicits my tears Solicits my fears of being touched Not by thoughts, I felt I loved once inside Deeply hidden rage holds a place dear to my heart I've been raped Alone in the night My innocence exercises, The pain, the fears, the tears I share Holds a dangerous place inside Ready to explode... Chorus: I know no thirst, behind this peace of mind No familiar faces, behind this peace of mind Abandoned trust, behind this peace of mind Broken, death will come some day Hit by the bearer of my roots No way It came unexpected, an intrusion I never wanted to hide I never invited you to walk on the idea I wanted you to have me No not this, not like this The memory of your breath The heat from inside Scatter thoughts of dead faces Moldering imprints in my mind... Your voice Your laugh Your love for me Have become the stones of sin... Alone in the night. The memories of love Are of naked dreams That wiped away my innocence What was of us Does not matter, of love... Nothing to do, but take my morning pill And when sunrise comes I'll be going another direction Without meaning, words have said its last good bye... Alone I hide the pain