Out of love,No regrets--Though the goodnessBe wasted forever.Out of love,No regrets--Though the returnBe never.

Pleasured equallyIn seeking as in finding,Each detail minding,Old Walt went seekingAnd finding.

Good morning, daddy!Ain't you heardThe boogie-woogie rumbleOf a dream deferred?Listen closely:You'll hear their feetBeating out and beating out a -You thinkIt's a happy beat?Listen to it closely:Ain't you heardsomething underneathlike a -What did I say?Sure,I'm happy!Take it away!Dream BoogieHey, pop!Re-bop!Mop!Y-e-a-h!

Way Down South in Dixie (Break the heart of me)They hung my black young lover To a cross roads tree.Way Down South in Dixie (Bruised body high in air)I asked the white Lord Jesus What was the use of prayer.Way Down South in Dixie (Break the heart of me)Love is a naked shadow On a gnarled and naked tree.

Consider me,Descended alsoFrom theMystery.