[The words escape me]

The words escape me,
I try to speak but your demeanor it leaves me weak,
And in your eyes I can see the place my heart longs to be.
It’s hard to say, yet easy to feel,
This love it grows expanding fields.
And when you look into my eyes,
My Isis soul it flies and flies,
Close to the sun of your appeal my heart if falls back to the field.
I find no rest, my heart it heals.
My mind is smart, it tries to yield.
But I forget, my wings return,
And for your love I yearn, I pine, I burn.

[There are days when all one has is hope to move...]

There are days when all one has is hope to move forward.
You see the eviction notice posted on the door;
Home has no life, just a house of boards.
You seek for more against the multitude shouting “what for?”;
Your heart cries out to be heard,
Your mind a caged bird.

There are days when all one has is faith to move forward.
Oil run dry and the gold is spent;
Landlord called, can’t pay the rent;
You write the check with faith and say,
Hope You got them bread and fishes today.

There are days when all one has is love to move along.
Friends and fam you’ll find it all,
What’s mine is yours my fictive blood,
It ain’t no problem to share just call,
My bed is yours, our warmth a throne.

So God just give us,
Faith, Hope and Love to move beyond,
The night to light, a brilliant home out of this fight.