Poems from RasMoon
As I put my pan to the stove
As my oil is poured to the pan
As spice hits the oil
And well the meat is mixed with all
what can a man need...
I n I weep ....weep for my people.
Brutalised to leave the mother land braving mountains so steep.
Oceans so deep.
I weep for children and...
Lost Soul
Ohh poor little soul
Alive in the wilderness of my being
Walking bare on your soles
Moving secretly you really don't make a noise...
Clear Mind
If he didn't go mad
On the pad
"Words never said" would have never been heard.
When their love went cold
It was sad
He was sad...
Love ,play simple life
Arogance in the air so wild
Sisters and brothers sold away so far
To lands never seen black berrys so ripe
Taken...