I am from
da back hills of ole miss
down dirty wit southerness
From the womb of darkness
upon da glisting starz of light
which captivated my living, that i am
The uplifting tree of morrow
pitted between da struggling sorrow
to the joy of thy worthy flower, i am
from emotions that dance rapidly
on every foot note song happily
my life bare many days romanticly
I am from city streets of death
on the tomb of thy ancestors wealth
da crossroad of hearts i am
From the soulfoods of chitlins & greens
butter cornbread and mother's love
an exsistance of emotions & passion of faith
I am from broke down shack
tapping feets and blistering hands into
summer heat and freezing cold, i am
From the poetic mission as poet that i am
thee of written words and pictures painted
canvas to be carved for i am
From da maze of life's treasure that i am
thy child wit many hopes and dreams clashing
a structure of morrow's spool to be fatherly
I am from da harp and blues
crossed in da Jazz filled wit corner stup zydeco
i am stronger, bigger, deeper, wit life that i am
From da extreme fire of desires unconditionally
and children play of thy future growth i am
that i am from da dream of reality is where i'm from.
da back hills of ole miss
down dirty wit southerness
From the womb of darkness
upon da glisting starz of light
which captivated my living, that i am
The uplifting tree of morrow
pitted between da struggling sorrow
to the joy of thy worthy flower, i am
from emotions that dance rapidly
on every foot note song happily
my life bare many days romanticly
I am from city streets of death
on the tomb of thy ancestors wealth
da crossroad of hearts i am
From the soulfoods of chitlins & greens
butter cornbread and mother's love
an exsistance of emotions & passion of faith
I am from broke down shack
tapping feets and blistering hands into
summer heat and freezing cold, i am
From the poetic mission as poet that i am
thee of written words and pictures painted
canvas to be carved for i am
From da maze of life's treasure that i am
thy child wit many hopes and dreams clashing
a structure of morrow's spool to be fatherly
I am from da harp and blues
crossed in da Jazz filled wit corner stup zydeco
i am stronger, bigger, deeper, wit life that i am
From da extreme fire of desires unconditionally
and children play of thy future growth i am
that i am from da dream of reality is where i'm from.