My heart swells with pride tonight,
to know that you love me, makes my world complete...

If I could have one more day with you,
Mother dear, to sit beside your chair...

Racism is alive and well.
Racist have earned their place in hell...

Temptations blowing in the wind,
offerings from invisible entities...

Laying under a generous mulberry tree
watching the breeze caress each leaf...

Fairy dust flying everywhere you look,
proof that Melody Ann was here...

"Baby, I have no story to be told
But I've heard one of you...

Hands so strong, yet so soft, a delicate touch
touch me, arouse the desire hidden deep within...

Poets sleep on a cold mountain of longing,
amongst shadows of winter as oceans cry...

Apathy, a vacant stare, confusion in sad eyes,
plaques and tangles in the brain...

Let's pack up all our things,
hit the road, see what life brings...

Surrender of a
soul to indifference...