Poems from Christopher McEachnie
My little one
we are all sons and daughters
as we grow up remember the day is ours
days will wait in the begging
you get older they will...
We are soldiers we ride on
despite of what we have done
disrepect thee others as we ride into the sun
fought so long that day
anotherwar...
Are your hands clean
when they point at me
are you clouded
by your vanity
who is th blaim
judge me not
and I will do the same
are your...
Soul Rebel
Soul Rebel
in a stone battle
roots talk in my minds eye
warm metal
soul rebel
sou; rebel
blue sky and reggae eye
bend down low...
Were all waiting for our day to shine
opportunity may only come one time
trying to find a way
to rule your others
will any of you change...