one dream moves to
black people's country
on a upstream pathway
...
When I cried
The moon stopped shining
The river
Stopped her motion
...
Green to Yellow
life of a leaf
relation dense with the tree
The tree not extinct
...
When i die
the pyre wouldn't burn
but a heart
dreams w'll arise instead smoke
...
Prostitute
like a yellow leaf
the're n't real good life
...