If I should say, what
brings me to this well...

I am not going to let this world stress me out...
Folks are killing each other for no reason at all...

Yeah, just grab an old rusty shovel, a case of Bud...
Yeah, they got all kinds of words that I cain't...

Bumpy road is not hard to find
One destination stays on my mind...

A burst of joy,
inside the boy...

Once upon a time, I ask my mother;
Mama, why are the Black People...

A gift is not a present
inside of a box...

The red nose clown
Makes a funny sound...

Do words turn dust into gold
Words penetrates your soul...

One calm summer night
I walked down to the city aquarium and...

Beneath you
are blades of grass...

Welcome to
My little cottage...