Shallow waters call me to lift
my countenance I am so aware
of the love, freedom and gift;
I want to stand to always glare.
I want to be sunshine radiant
filled to the sky blue above me.
I want to behold all radiance
you present yourself to be.
The tide is washing over shoals
I see and hear them the sand
beneath my feet it has heat
and I feel compelled to stand.
I have known the absent lord of
the manor who taught manners
and I feel sadly the absent love
I feel if I don’t meet your standards.
I want to please your eyes
and ears sweet I’ll be as a lullaby.
Because from birth such ties
of what love was was in supply.
Laughing true beat tunes jest
my sweet heart it beats now still
a living freedom of love aware
the choices I’ve made have me killed.
Drought of my heart I will part
to fill it with love of sweet colors.
The stars in the sky alone will be
to me as if unknown brothers.
Still the joy weeps sometimes
in the eyes of at least a smile heart
is the part of my art while rhymes
make sense to me in my part.
The willows of virtue old school
values I hold dear as if golden calves.
My idol has been others as me a fool
should strive for what I must have.
I need to focus on my direction,
I shouldn’t look deep for affection.
I shouldn’t have to make you laugh
because I myself at times have objections.
RMC 
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