Idle, I was drifting.
barely sifting in your waves.
‘Til the day that you convinced me
merely sifting wasn’t saved.
So you tossed me in your tidal
and helpless I learned faith.
You cast me ‘gainst your rocky shores
and bloodied I felt bathed.
You stepped on me, and stepped along
and shattered I grew strength.
And washed ashore, so many more
of Us you made that day.
in a canopy of green
i hide away from you
i sit there perched just like a bird
looking out for others who
in a canopy of green
sit idly by in fear
for snakes that crawl up tree trunks tall
so silent they can’t hear.
that a canopy of green
is shaking in the breeze
our echoes dance in whispered chants
but all you see are leaves
sweet canopy of green
ill wrap myself with you
my legs entwined with your divine
my arms now branches too.
another canopy of green
i’ll climb into the sky
never fearing what’s below me
knowing now that i can fly.
above a canopy of green
no longer hidden in her leaves
still i wonder what i left behind
who’s perched inside my tree
Shack a shell-shock and set a deadlock free
from a dead man walking through society
Let the moonshine freely So the good girl taste
What the poor man’s buying From the rich man’s waste.
Let the price be weary Of the cost She paid
And let his head fall deerly In the bled he made.
Listen to the rhythm learn the rhythm of the game
Be guided by the innocent from innocence we came.
Beat an out-mate and set an inmate free
from a time entangled in hypocrisy
Let the color palate fade So the black man sees
What the brown girl stomachs From the white man’s greed
Let the law be leery Of a crime by name
But let a name be burdened by its weight in shame.
Listen to the rhythm learn the rhythm by its name.
Be guided by the innocent from innocence we came.
Hear a heartbeat and let the silence fade
on a scar still bleeding from a cry in vain
Let the faith flow freely So the lines we made
In the sand be buried By the games we played
Let truth hold water So the thirsty bathe
But let the bath be shallow If its just to save.
Listen to the rhythm learn the rhythm of the pain
Be guided by the innocent from innocence we came.
Hold a hand up And help a blind man see
what she can’t imagine if they can’t be free
Let the powder be pure So the sinner be clean
But if the dirt is poor Then let the earth grow lean
Let our breath be heavy So the love we make
Satisfy the hunger of a righteous sake
Listen to the rhythm let the rhythm lead the way
Be guided by the innocent from innocence we came.
Tell a story straight but let the truth be gay
For if God is Love, then for love we pray.
Let the mighty be high So to see the grave
Let the privilege be vision So thyself they save
Let the paper feed mouths-Let the mouths speak free
-Let the free be guided By the light to see
Listen to the rhythm it’s within us everyday
Be guided by your innocence from innocent you came.
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