Showing posts with label Christ In America. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christ In America. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 2, 2026

Mulatto Queen

Mulatto Queen

 

Loveliest thing you've ever seen

Sweet, sweet mulatto queen

A woman caught in between

In a harsh solitary scene

For she is far from white

A disgrace in proper society's sight

Nor is she kin

To those of darker skin

For though she is a slave as well

She is favored, all can tell

 

Master with his lustful ways

Lavishes her with endless praise

Her teary blue eyes

Always tell

The living hell

When she is made to compromise

 

Life is a complicated

Never loved, constantly hated

Unsure where to dwell

Always made to sell

If she refuses to stay in line

Master will retaliate

If she makes things fine

It is something she does hate

A mistress to a married man

Without a voice

Without a choice

She does the best she can

Only happy when she's in a dream

Mulatto queen 


 POLISHED FRAGMENTS

Poet To The Poor


Monday, August 4, 2025

True Love’s Call

 True Love’s Call

 

I hear at night my true love call

I know not any more precious sound

The sweetest of angels sometimes fall

 

My beauty, my soul, my passion, my all

I look to you for in you I’m found

I hear at night my true love call

 

I beg of you a kiss if but small

Let me help you to where you are bound

The sweetest of angels sometimes fall

 

You are a dream so fondly I recall

I perceive a whisper I chase round and round

I hear at night my true love call

 

Heaven without you stands not so tall

The essence of love now walks the ground

The sweetest of angels sometimes fall

 

On the cross for water they gave you gall

Why have you forsaken me, the words resound

I hear at night my true love call

The sweetest of angels sometimes fall

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Poet To The Poor


Wednesday, February 12, 2025

Silly Suze

 Silly Suze

 

Back in the olden days when the sky above was still blue    

When love was a word that was righteous and true               

There was a folk singer who blew in like the wind               

He cried I come from the crossroads born in sin                    

 

Silly Suze gives sloppy kisses of truth

What do you expect from a youth

Silly Suze she’s going all the way

Silly Suze is waiting for Judgment Day

 

In sixty-seven a gift from heaven touched down in June

Apollo tried while Aphrodite cried at the moon

Three chords with some clever words can be turned to gold

On the auction block in the name of rock sold

 

Silly Suze gives sloppy kisses of truth

What do you expect from a youth

Silly Suze she’s going all the way

Silly Suze is waiting for Judgment Day

 

Well the struggle goes on it’s really a fight against lies

If you can’t sell records there’s other merchandise

Say hey Willie May what happened to your soul

In the Hard Rock Café it paid for my toll

 

Silly Suze gives sloppy kisses of truth

What do you expect from a youth

Silly Suze she’s going all the way

Silly Suze is waiting for Judgment Day

 

Lawyers in lust can redeem on a technicality

Vegas or bust we’re redefining reality

Every mad man is buying a machine gun

You reap as you sow so shall it be done

 

So many faces the mirror shows a haunted stranger

They tried to warn you not to ignore the danger

We’re all dealt cards you got three jokers and two queens

The rage of the age now unknown to the teens

 

Silly Suze gives sloppy kisses of truth

What do you expect from a youth

Silly Suze she’s going all the way

Silly Suze is waiting for Judgment Day

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