Lullaby to me to me
My quietus this cantus be
The heavens bear my voice to thee
And sing me softly to thy dreams
Soft ye now, the stars are playing
Maybe they can hear me praying
Some must go, but each one staying
Plays the part of each one straying
I was tied up with a smile,
And the knot seemed firm.
The string kept me from frowning
And showing how I truly feel,
That was until you came.
The elation of your attention,
Your smiles, charms, and even flaws,
Had me smiling on my own, just not for long.
There is ice on the roof and the windows
There is glass on the eaves, and the frost-sealed doors
There is sleet in the east, where tomorrow froze
And around tonight’s chilly core.
Where the lenses burst there are glass dust stars
Where they yet remain, there are dreams
And the trees are bent, and cracked and scarred
Where the cold has split their seams
Little girl so innocent, a future seeming so bright,
Dreaming of knights and princes, everything quite right.
Dawning all the jewels and dresses, daring her heart to dream,
Filled with love and hope and song, happy as any could seem.
Yet childhood passes quickly and the darkness of the world seeps in,
It’s now a fight of darkness and light, a wait to see who will win.
Fight as she may, fight as she might struggling against defeat,
Even when the battle is won life and love are not as sweet.
Running
Running and screaming
Running and screaming from a gin drinking man
Black hands drity from them white folks drit
That even his farther work on and died on
Never died for
Naw never died for
Naw would of cut his own throat before he stop being a man
A gin drinking man past it down with bad kness
So I run hard