By Frank Williams
Aug 26 2004

Spirit and Man,

Unlocked the door to Blitz,

Confused spirits that plot and scheme,

No understanding to the human beings,

Who unlock doors everyday,

Thinking and planning for better ways,

To deal with the cards dealt,

To deal with tear ducts stained,

Hidden beneath

The Fears of Lover’s Sheets.

Some claim to know the spirit!

Rejoicing in states of emotions,

As one is being rubbed down with hot oiled lotions,

Drinking from the cups—lover’s portions,

And the emotions—felt.

A freedom from the mind

That is chained from the stresses and strains

Manifested by hu-mans

Evoked through them by carnal wishes,

And spiritual kisses,

Concealing the thoughts of selfish wishes

Don’t fall in love,

Don’t fall in love!

The Fears of Lover’s Sheets.

Leading one to believe while another is filled with fits

Not to become satisfied,

“Is that it?”

Should what you dreamed become what you see?

Sense it hasn’t,

Has this relationship become extinct?

Yet, true spirits whispers, ‘AH, what do you really seek?’

Then your true spirit comes into view.

You begin to look through, see through,

I see every inch and parts of you.

This is a window of expressions leading to Blitz,

I feel your love coming down and it is the shhh!

Or it aint the shhh?

Was I looking for this?

Am I disappointed with?

How did it come to this?

Left dealing with the cards those are dealt,

To deal with the tear ducts stained,

Hidden beneath

The Fears of Lover’s Sheets.

There come a time when spirits

Falsify by mesmerizing and hypnotizing,

Causing events to take place,

Tantalizing from the caresses of the human fleshes

Within one’s mind to find

That dreams are dreams

And reality can be lying.

Is it plots and schemes of the carnal flesh and fantasies?

Robbing dreams,

Causing chaotic mind

And distress

Breaking up friendships

Is this the quest?

Yet, the person in the mirror

Is an image of me?

Thinking, writing, wondering around on the grounds

Of eternity?

Hard to conceive that so much can be shared between you and me,

Are we being deceived or Is it just me?

As you see me

Is it how it aught to be?

Or have your eyes been disillusioned

With the creations of a word

That at time seems to be convoluted?

God’s spirits reigns and it’s universal,

Nothing done within flesh,

Could express what the true spirits seeks,

And it can’t be measured by the sensation of a ‘cum’

It can’t be measured by seconds or minutes, UN hum.

Attaching, detaching, bringing on more stress and strain

Biting into the blitz spirits again,

To deal with the cards dealt,

To deal with tear ducts stained,

Hidden beneath

The Fears of Lover’s Sheets.

The carnal flesh created from dust,

High expectations are placed on us,

Yet flimsy as dust can be

So are the emotions that can dissolved

As quickly as the dust that be.

Yet, spirits that whispers in our ears,

Can’t be confused

At times men do,

Because life can feel incomplete at times,

Souls seeking out to find,

Happiness has no length or time,

True feelings has no boundaries,

Can’t be measured by seconds or minutes

Every moment should be cherished and meant it,

Meant to deal with instead of running from self,

To deal with tear ducts stained,

The tears that only some of us recognize or felt

Hidden beneath Lover’s Sheets.

Thanks to our ancestors’, who are wiser than us,

Guiding us,

Whispering in our ears

Sharing their love for us,

Cleansing our Third Eye,

Praying for us

There are no questions, ‘Why?”

Unconditional love that seeks its own understanding,

Can’t be found between the sheets,

Can’t be found in the sensations one thinks,

So the spirits soar

And our intellect becomes sore at times,

When we don’t understand-

Questioning

‘Why?’

To deal with the cards dealt,

To deal with tear ducts stained,

Hidden beneath Lover’s Sheets

Becomes,

The Fears of Lover’s Sheets.

….What’s your intentions?
___________________________

ANOTHER PLACE AND TIME

Another place and time

There once were signs,

Signs that God designed,

Adam named what existed at the time,

In the days Adam walked

He didn’t questioned-sold us out,

And Eve has been accused all this time

Another place and time.

Another place and time

There once were signs,

Signs of family,

And it was meant to be,

Yet, Cain killed Able and the family ability

To feel honor rose high

Dysfunctional family designed

Another place and time.

Another place and time

There once were visible signs,

Strength and Power held high

Kingdoms and Arena’s grew,

Sports of the day ruled,

Of flesh games

Desecrating one of life’s golden rules

Another place and time.

Another place and time

My minds eye tell me what could be-would be-one day in time.

Another place and time

My minds eye tell me-it won’t be long- the day will come-be it kingdom come

Another place and time

I always feel my ancestor’s cries.

Another place and time

When guns wont cause wounds,

When liquor wont comfort you,

When drugs wont distort you,

When hatred leaves you,

Another place and time.

Another place and time.

Another place and time

Colored signs,

White signs,

Back of the bus,

Coons, Spades, Crows,

U Know the N-word,

Freedom cries,

            Transformation

Black signs showing power with the fist,

Another Black child being raised without a kiss,

Someone dropped the ball,

Someone forgot the cause,

            Transformation

Black on Black crimes- STOP,

Coffins drops,

Tear drops,

Back drops

with pictures of candle,

alcohol and rollin’ tops.

Lemon drops has no taste,

Our love for God is used as signs,

And the way we live is a disgrace,

Another time and place.

            Transformation!

                        Wait…

Another place and time.

His will be done,

No more on the run,

Love as bright as the sun,

We all as one

Another place and time,

Another place and time,

Another place and time,

IS YOUR HOUSE CLEAN?

JULY 30 2004