reiteration: “I really mean it.”

I mean it,

what if we danced

together. I mean it

“pardon me I

know dey need to

get their act together

but

on you honestly truly

it’s the facts that you speak

got it in a trance I wish you

alla da the fans, I know you

got a plan I see it in your chart,

active all in the heart. Each day a new

start each day a new view. Phew,

so many stars on you like a night sky

is that why you stay so high cause your

mind is on many clouds. I vow wow

women yes go run’em thru dem thru

rounds and make dem lose it like a lost

and found and make him sniff it like a

hound. Oh me, oh my, wow, high five to

how you put them in a trance, I vow yes I

-just wanna to make dem listen up, I, vow, wow Women, ‘yes go run’em thru the rounds, and make dem lose it like a lost and found, and make them sniff like a hound. Phew, so many stars on you like a night sky is that why you stay so high cause your mind is on many clouds?” Each day with a new start and each day with a new view. I mean, “Pardon me I know they need to get their act together but on you truly it’s the facts that you speak, got dem all in a trans, I wish you all of the love. I know you got plans, I can see it in your chart, active in all in the heart, mean, “Pardon me, I know they need to get their act together but honestly, it’s truly the facts that you speak. I mean it, what if we just danced together?”

I, promise I vow yes I just wanna

make dem listen up “Oh me, oh my, high five to

how you put them in a trance.”

i didnt kno how i high i could fly; the soul laughed.

mind stalled,

as i wait

for the right

words to come

to me.

–

“let it flow,“

the mind said,

“like the love,

like the stars

amidst the sky,

only kissing the

night sky and

fading.

–

–

–

release the mind,

the soul broke

the rules of everything

galloping past the

beating heart, nonetheless,

the soul said, you aint stand no chance. imma soul. so long to what you knew. imma soul. find me whole in any plane. i’s flies high. imma soul, man. damn, i be high not like a cloud but like another plane the ones that creep through the clouds, im proud of my nines and gloat about the day ones, dey see me as a one of many parts still bound together by one but loved by many. imma soul. you may not hear me roar but u’ll sense my presence, imma soul, who’s soles have ran in the muck of those who’s luck said, good bye! but not nor a riddance was foreborned in/or around those who boar the weight of running in the dark.

CHAZ

this some light work,

night work, frightened,

no not even I. Enlightened

by the enlighted, we bright.

Just like that we know the motto,

we gon’ be alright.