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Walker Avenue Murder
Pain in my chest
Air gasps for me
As I gasp for breath
Hands held high
Reaching for the sky
Hoping to caress the moon

Songstress

Beautiful melodies leaving me scarred
Eyes so warm
Like warm breath on alerted necks
Her mouth seemed to have been made for tongues
As secular psalms seemed to reach to the heavens in reverence

Heavensent is such an overstated concept
Heavensent is such an overstated concept
Heaven sent is such an overstated…


She was as her skin, smooth as doves
Her soul as radiant as the majestic glow
That accompany angels
Oshun aint got nothing on this servant of the lord
Shulamite’s equal
Forgive me father for I have sin
For mine eyes hath seen the glory
And the coming of her love
And yet I felt the eyes of another
Patiently awaiting my downfall
Hoping her love could prevent what my heart
Has told me so long ago

I could tell she knew I knew
And I knew she knew that I knew that she knew
But who would have known about…
Him
Face so familiar
Yet new to this scene like trepidation in my veins

Blood rushing forward
Heart uncontrollable
My stomach churns an elixir of poison
To ease the mind of Romeo’s ill-fated grief

Killing me softly with this song
Killing me softly with this song


And I continue to strum my fingers
While singing her words
In my head
Dancing
In my head
Moving steadily to the underline melody
And I wishing I was there
In my head

We spoke of moths as big as birds
And bobbed our head to the latest B-Boy seen
A round table discussion of words
Seemingly innocent
Yet shot out of barrels
Explosive when you hear it
And as they lynched a white boy
In the streets of Walker Ave.
My mind was on my death
And waited for it to all be over
In time


To understand my words, you must first understand my mind. Balik737
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