Young at Heart

Do you know your old
Sitting putting on underwear
Ņext they will be diapers

No Freedom?

We have no freedoms
We pay to use what’s ours
They pay to take it

They need to have power
Laws take power away
Control, it is power

I know the right way
I like going all ways
Why do I detour

I enjoyed her love
She Always took care of me
She was my shadow

It is her birthday
She would have been twenty – four
Bless my baby girl.

Joy does bring me peace
Peace does bring me salvation
Salvation brings joy

My eyes are swollen
There is moisture coming from them
How do I stop it

Why am I reaching
Is it worth the energy
It keeps out of reach

I go through your hair
I mess your hair without thought
I give you goose pimples