The soul of Jazz Where Jazz is soul And the soul of Jazz is within Bringing back the days old Where Jazz was Jazz andJazz was…

I am trippin’ off of you And the things that you do, And the way you talk, The way you talk, Baby it’s such a delight

I use to hear them say “Letting those golden moments roll… But how much longer of a delay Or should I stay strong? Either way the clock ticks in time

Soothe me Groove me Making my nature rise Even in four-part harmony, As the music rocks me to sleep,

In Memory of Dr. Martin Luther… Silent. A voice once spoken of truth, A voice once spoken of justice A voice once raised the roof

Survival In a world that owes you nothing And yet they say they do. Give or take a thousand or two Yeah take NOT give

Life goes on The mistakes are gone Times of remembrance are past The clock ticks on and on. I was born, I lived, I die,

We need to press the issue Of what’s wrong in our country Or is the puppets of democracy bli… How they’ll bent backwards to kiss… We need to press the problems

The night train moves Quickly in the night’s air And the noise from the train Keeps a steady beat lugging home. I gotten a buzz of inspiration

for in memory of Gwendolyn Brooks You inspire me And touch my very soul Setting my heart and mind free Making poetry valued like gold.

No matter the distance Between us in miles, No matter the lifespan, Spread all the while. No matter the challenges,

Am I blue? Blues in my soul Carrying the weight of every burde… Of every man and it ain’t no good… My man ain’t no good 'cause he sta…