some kind of human
you are that kind of human
you wake every morning
and know that all you treasure so close
with guarded heart will go
in time
the sky passes above your crown
never the same again
yes
you are that kind of human
sometimes you stop in the dead
of the day to see time moving in the back room
it does not judge
to hold, is to suffer, it calls.
i will take all this from you
lay it bare
leave your bones to waste
you are that kind of human
the kind that rinses and repeats
with imprints of slave lives buried deep
in your coal black eyes
and you
are that kind of human
still
watering the seeds
clearing out the weeds
sweeping the porch
and preparing your heart
for more
you wake every morning
and know that all you treasure so close
with guarded heart will go
in time
the sky passes above your crown
never the same again
yes
you are that kind of human
sometimes you stop in the dead
of the day to see time moving in the back room
it does not judge
to hold, is to suffer, it calls.
i will take all this from you
lay it bare
leave your bones to waste
you are that kind of human
the kind that rinses and repeats
with imprints of slave lives buried deep
in your coal black eyes
and you
are that kind of human
still
watering the seeds
clearing out the weeds
sweeping the porch
and preparing your heart
for more
