*Excerpts from “Red Light On Aiken Street”
(2012)
Aiken street, Aiken Ave. …
Lakeview separates the path…
It’s Lowell, Galloway—so know to watch your ass…
Lelacheur bats…
More than that—you know the straps are stashed
Red bridge—red light…
Few years ago they found a body there layin’ dead right…
Keep on your headlights…
Keep in touch with Holy Spirit shine and never can death strike
In my dream I saw the bridge breakin’ apart and floatin’ upstream…
Don’t know what thus means…
Maybe it’s just me…
Maybe it’s the end comin’—must be…
So come clean
Listen as I quote Lucy Larcom—poetess queen…
Sayin’ it’s so strange to live in a revolution…
And the thought of bloodshed is such a dreadful pollution…
Perhaps she said the solution…
Which is…
If the world seems cold—kindle fires to be warmin’ it…
Combat the wars an’ shit…
Seek out the Lord an’ quick…
You won’t be poor, but rich…
Receive inward health an’ wealth instead of bein’ spiritually sick…
Join the best of clubs…
Not Centralville Social—nor can Centralville Café fill up your cup…
The True God overflow it with love…
Lowell Provision don’t provide except for the body, the gut…
True Provision come from the meaty flesh of Jesus…
Once His Blood makes appearance in our stream then It lead us…
We can forever eat in His diner—it ain’t a Cameo spot to feed us…
And none’a these street demons can ever defeat us.
Let Kerouac tell you—it’s so true…
He used to look for God over there on Beaulieu…
Peace to him and his brother Gerard—when they were here it was hard what they’d go through…
But Yahweh You the only One and I gotta know You…
Jack said he remembered all the times he died inside…
And all the times he was revived…
Brought back to life only when he believed in You the Most High…
We only have to believe on the Lord to live—and disbelieve or forget in order to die…
Were it not for God’s Grace we’d probably commit suicide…
But our hope in finding Him give us Light to survive…
Inner voices exclaim asking “what then do you seek?”…
There He Is—It Is He…
Without the Creator it is impossible to breathe…
To know His Love is the same thing as to Be
‘Cause the very force of existence is His Being and receiving means He lives within thee…
I gotta keep this in mind when times is rough…
When it’s tough and inside it tugs…
War goin’ on—devil tryin’ to beat me up…
But God lift me with Love—yup.