Just when the day wanes longer, Legs and body not get any strengt… Memory short and not clear, Times of ending days near. Hair turns from gray to white,

o write a verse poet, to kinder the soul, to soothe it so, until we can feel every verse put to paper,

a social commentary Among the vast of the sea and land Where a nation is born, Where a nation arises from the ash… Upon other large shoulders.

Am I blue? Blues in my soul Carrying the weight of every burde… Of every man and it ain’t no good… My man ain’t no good 'cause he sta…

To Nikki Giovanni Poetry and rhyme And reason At any season You’re the mother of words

I use to hear them say “Letting those golden moments roll… But how much longer of a delay Or should I stay strong? Either way the clock ticks in time

in memory of the children of South… Freedom! Lifted out of the ashes and into a… A river of joy A river of peace.

a social commentary Among the vast of the sea and land Where a nation is born, Where a nation arises from the ash… Upon other large shoulders.

O Spirit within me Spirit of the poetry that’s free. Abide in me to write to the people… From my soul of what I truly came… O Spirit in my soul

We need to press the issue Of what’s wrong in our country Or is the puppets of democracy bli… How they’ll bent backwards to kiss… We need to press the problems

We live moment by moment Time after time, Allotted to us one day after day Until you’ll surely find Time slipping away slowly

Soothe me Groove me Making my nature rise Even in four-part harmony, As the music rocks me to sleep,

In Memory of Dr. Martin Luther… Silent. A voice once spoken of truth, A voice once spoken of justice A voice once raised the roof