I saw a sailor hawking over thee,
I saw a gull squawking out to sea,
I found the healer and the healer he found me,
I saw a dealer and the dealer looked like me.
But all and all,
All in awe.
I saw a red light swinging in the breeze,
I saw a bag swimming through the trees,
I saw a bag woman dancing to the beat,
In broken clothes and teeth,
Her breasts exposed to be,
Molested by the breeze.
And the wind with its vibration,
It delivered,
Her disease.
To the clean white skull,
Of the European photographer,
Who documents her sacred dance,
Like some tourist anthropologist.
Apathetic, unapologetic,
As her brown breast spills,
From her threadbare shirt,
Defeated by her girth,
As she sang the gospel.
Jesus loves me,
This I know,
Cause the bible tells me so,
Jesus loves me,
This is true,
Hallelujah!
And then the gaping mouth of his shutter,
Stole her broken teeth,
Yet in the hat of the better dressed man,
Lay European money,
All who ignore her,
Are downwind of her breeze,
And as that holy vibe,
Washed their sanitized thighs,
In street sister's gangrene.
I just stood there and stared all in awe.
(The autoharp vibrates,
The underground train vibrates,
The wind vibrates,
The vibe is always moving and can't commit no crime,
Even as it touches the woman and the children at the same time,
With the same unwashed hand,
All of us are downwind!
The rapist vibrates as the saint vibrates,
The dying man vibrates as the newborn vibrates,
The eardrum vibrates when the music is bad,
The eardrum vibrates when the music is good)
credits
from Songs From The Land (2021),
released September 17, 2021
Words, music, auto-harp & vocals: Luis Mojica
Drums & bass: Evan Glenn Adams
Harp: Elizabeth Clark
Cello: Mark Ettinger
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered: Evan Glenn Adams
A female voice that feels out of another century quivers over a folk harp on the 11 tracks that make up this exclusive video album. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 14, 2016