Why did the rain fall sting on all my days
and why did branded skin refuse to heal...
Mother, mother, oh dear sweet mother
I was stitched together in the comfort of your...
The night comes again, I am still standing here
Near my chest, I grab my Knees...
With this ring, here we stand,
Full of love, hand in hand...
New year
New year is here with a new beginning...
Long before you called yourself Muhammad Ali
you floated like a butterfly stung like a bee...
He walks out the door with his bag in hand, saying...
you be back as soon as I can...
Halloween
and the dead come out to play...
Life is full of stones and thorns
with you by my side they become...
You were there long before, my Lord
Bringing love, and hope of one accord...
That which rides
a witchs broom...
Years of struggle seems far away
as moments bring us close...