James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Lyric

Walking In Righteousness---

WALKING IN RIGHTEOUSNESS---

    Oh, there’s animated, society;
All caught up in variety;
Standards remade them;
Individually, renamed them;
All caught up in the branches;
While those demons do their dances;
It’s written in stone, answer your phone;
Who is your real witness?
    Walking in righteousness;
Undressed my confessions;
Would ride my balloon if I could;
But it’s made out of cheese
And even the mice don’t even care what’s left;
I am running out of hiding places;
Been caught with too many aces;
My soul enraged and my is pierced with clay;
Dried out turn to stone emotions run cold this day;
And I say…
Hatred and the drama;
Devil got our sons and daughters;
All the souls understands is that it’s about the bottom of our shoes..
As we walk on, walk on;
    Oh, there’s animated, society;
All caught up in variety;
Standards remade them;
Individually, renamed them;
All caught up in the branches;
While those demons do their dances;
It’s written in stone, answer your phone;
Who is your real witness?
    Walking in righteousness;
So I walk out of my room;
And I walk out of my home;
With each and impending doom;
The people swoon they drool..
No empathy, none for me;
And I walk out into the world alone;
No one at home, I’m alone, alone
With my last breath all I have left;’
All I have left is the walk…
My last steps…
Walking in the righteousness;
I’m found just…left
Walking in righteousness;


4/3/17
Written words & arranged music by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2017

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Caren Krutsinger March 2, 2019 at 5:22 AM My real witness is the living of my life; there is no doubt in what I believe. Living our truth is why we become poets, for James, how can we do anything else?