CALENDAR OF THE HALL OF FAME

Protesting the sounds of my fists with my mouth,
Waking up in the very ditch I was born,
Writing down the nature of my mind as everything passes due south,
Why are these lessons mine alone to learn?
Never mind the lines on my arms,
Never mind the missing teeth,

Keep your sense of God to your self,
I race from good to evil without mention of you in my words,
Being broken is my wealth,
I have stood by Angels crying and watched them fall without a second thought,
You see the sky and I see the ceiling coming down upon us,
Preach and my spirit will love us,
Preach and he will sing out to us,

Standing on the buildings you built from the lost years of so many lives,
Wishing away so many gives me no shame,
Being broken is my health,

I have stood by Angels crying and watched them fall without a second thought,
You see the sky and I see the ceiling coming down upon us,
Preach and my spirit will love us,
Preach and he will bleed on us,
Look what your scriptures have brought,
My hands bleed,
They bleed,
I bleed,
I bleed,
I hang here and bleed for you,

(C)2007 brian c. williams
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CALENDAR OF THE HALL OF FAME