preachin to dem
by judih.
Posted to Action Poetry on 2001-11-28 11:50:00
glory be! she cried
in Organ Rock grip voice.
Feed me!
I eat your words
Celebrate!
i taste your life.
eyes locked on her sounds
windows shaking
floor ambulating
moving hearts and souls
Cry the sky scorching
Ye! Sistuhs…..we
in freedom glory be!
their voices soft
rose to decibels unknown
paintings brushed their tears aside
walls pastel turned yellow red
congas followed
rolling tribal blessing
as angel kisses lit their cheeks
preachin to dem
cryin out their soul longin
oh rock us heavy
and fly our sorrow
preacher lady