When that baby (for Lucia)

​When that baby Looks at you When that tiny hand Grasps your finger When your heart as if Comes out of your body And sleeps on your chest When you feel the field of your love Radiating out, enfolding that tiny body Then not only is a baby born But a mother as well And...

Cleopatra Queen of Denial

Cleopatra she fine most the time She go here there And like when sista die she Hep everyone who not unnastan That sista she much better there In the light, in the happy stuff That be inside each and every And that be the place you go No question a that Sometime...