Lynch
Look up at the beauty of a fighter with no hope
Cut smooth by a thick white wire in his throat
Blackened by more than sunshine: fire's perfect roast
Look how he swings higher than coastlines
This is the result of being tightened by the rope
He hangs like an ornament on Christmas trees
The smell of human flesh thickens in the breeze
Like strange fruit, with strange juice staining his frame
They only cared that he was hanged, didn’t care about his name
Back & forth sways his body on the branch
To the music in the wind, he does a solemn dance
Thousands have invested in this brown country crop
That's harvested under a hot sun like cotton
In the sweetest fields swings a body grown rotten;
In the leaves flies the souls of thousands forgotten
In the pages of history and the passage of time
Shame on those who found disturbing glory in this crime
Murdered by dirty hands, without a trial or case
Hung on account of the hatred of his race
Wish the occurrence of such a crime could be erased…
Wish I could cut down every tree limb that harbored such disgrace.
Cut smooth by a thick white wire in his throat
Blackened by more than sunshine: fire's perfect roast
Look how he swings higher than coastlines
This is the result of being tightened by the rope
He hangs like an ornament on Christmas trees
The smell of human flesh thickens in the breeze
Like strange fruit, with strange juice staining his frame
They only cared that he was hanged, didn’t care about his name
Back & forth sways his body on the branch
To the music in the wind, he does a solemn dance
Thousands have invested in this brown country crop
That's harvested under a hot sun like cotton
In the sweetest fields swings a body grown rotten;
In the leaves flies the souls of thousands forgotten
In the pages of history and the passage of time
Shame on those who found disturbing glory in this crime
Murdered by dirty hands, without a trial or case
Hung on account of the hatred of his race
Wish the occurrence of such a crime could be erased…
Wish I could cut down every tree limb that harbored such disgrace.
Labels: controversy, politics
posted by rozm!chelle at 1:09 AM
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Friday, October 14, 2005
Save My Soul
Skin is sensitive, soft, smooth,
Searching for something so suave and soothing
In need of a sensual, sexual, seductive some1 to sex me
And send me senseless
Make me lose sight and ignore sound,
Surrender my soul, only u can save me
I'll savor each sip of your succulent lips
As you send me on ships to the next side of the world
On the waves of the sweet, safe sound of our bliss
As it drips to the ground like sweat and settles
And softly sends drops down my spine,
Smoother than silk, oh, so so fine
Softest, softer, soft...
Save my soul, I think I'm lost
Now I sit in silence, slowly shutting out the violence
that my mind fights because it's so hard
to not be caught up in the sound of your sweet voice
as it shoots though my head,
ringing in my ears like symphonies
orchestrated for you and I
I sigh at the simple thought of you between my thighs
I shiver at the slightest silver shimmer in your eyes
Each sound I hear is like an echo of your voice
And each sight I see is some essence of you and me
Love so thick, I can stick out my tongue and taste it
I should close all windows and doors so I won't waste it
I bathe in it, it drenches me even when you aren't here
It's floating freely, too much to handle
It surrounds me, keeps me grounded
In this foreign place that has my heart pounding...
I surrender, baby, you're the boss...
Save my soul, I think I'm lost
I want nothing more than to go under covers,
Searching sheets and pillows for the softness of your skin,
Watching your sexy brownness blend in like watercolors against my satin
As you complement my bed spreads,
Legs entangled with arms,
Kisses matched by sighs and moans
I want you to take me home spiritually
I want to love you until my love is exhausted,
Kiss you until my mouth runs dry
the slightest breeze against my skin is a tease,
Making me crave the sensation of your touch when u please me
Should sugar touch my mouth,
I then search for you and wish for the taste of your lips
You melt my heart, I'm completely soft
So baby please,
Save my soul, I think I'm lost
Searching for something so suave and soothing
In need of a sensual, sexual, seductive some1 to sex me
And send me senseless
Make me lose sight and ignore sound,
Surrender my soul, only u can save me
I'll savor each sip of your succulent lips
As you send me on ships to the next side of the world
On the waves of the sweet, safe sound of our bliss
As it drips to the ground like sweat and settles
And softly sends drops down my spine,
Smoother than silk, oh, so so fine
Softest, softer, soft...
Save my soul, I think I'm lost
Now I sit in silence, slowly shutting out the violence
that my mind fights because it's so hard
to not be caught up in the sound of your sweet voice
as it shoots though my head,
ringing in my ears like symphonies
orchestrated for you and I
I sigh at the simple thought of you between my thighs
I shiver at the slightest silver shimmer in your eyes
Each sound I hear is like an echo of your voice
And each sight I see is some essence of you and me
Love so thick, I can stick out my tongue and taste it
I should close all windows and doors so I won't waste it
I bathe in it, it drenches me even when you aren't here
It's floating freely, too much to handle
It surrounds me, keeps me grounded
In this foreign place that has my heart pounding...
I surrender, baby, you're the boss...
Save my soul, I think I'm lost
I want nothing more than to go under covers,
Searching sheets and pillows for the softness of your skin,
Watching your sexy brownness blend in like watercolors against my satin
As you complement my bed spreads,
Legs entangled with arms,
Kisses matched by sighs and moans
I want you to take me home spiritually
I want to love you until my love is exhausted,
Kiss you until my mouth runs dry
the slightest breeze against my skin is a tease,
Making me crave the sensation of your touch when u please me
Should sugar touch my mouth,
I then search for you and wish for the taste of your lips
You melt my heart, I'm completely soft
So baby please,
Save my soul, I think I'm lost
posted by rozm!chelle at 2:43 AM
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