Second, Third and Fourth Thoughts (poem)

SECOND, THIRD AND FOURTH THOUGHTS By Jesse Scobie A trimmed lawn, gleaming in the pale of the afternoon Deer running against the wind, from afar The lexicons are subtle and filled with precautions A baby cries in the doorway of the distant star The robins will sing the "day of song", luxuriously Sipping a mocha latte, I see them flirt With a freedom found in a mother's womb The orator cannot communicate the hurt If you, who is wisely unflavored and susceptible Come to the temple of fortunate trees; And limp with the couplets of romantic passion Find Venus, Mars crumbling on your knees Speaking with politicians and cloaked salesman Of walking the trapeze line in Gomorrah; Or Arjuna seeking the light of forgiveness In a handful of rain; silk windows ablaze

Star Child In Exodus (song)

Star Child In Exodus By Jesse Scobie 4,000 degrees shooting through the milky way Shattered spirits follow, the body ignites Into invisible flames into our yesterdays He comes with a promise, he leaves with a fight He walked with Jesus and he conquered Zeus Built the pyramids and formed the great wall From a lineage of healers he holds the truth With a key he can open the meaning of it all Star child in exodus A true being of the millennium A wonder to people everywhere, look into his eyes and stare Star child in exodus Chosen prophet of the universe He comes to us in many forms, from many lives he is reborn Beyond the castles walls and the fortress doors A girl is shifting through the sands of time Clouds are her pillows, the sky is her shore When the moon is buried, she still shines A maiden for Isis, follower of Joan of Arc She's been the prayer of a thousand flames The voice of courage in a young girl's heart A Mother Theresa to extinguish all of the pain Star child in exodus A true being of the millennium A wonder to people everywhere, look in her eyes and star Star child in exodus Chosen prophet of the universe She comes to us in many, from many lives she is reborn

The Ballad Of Trayvon Martin (song)

THE BALLAD OF TRAYVON MARTIN By Jesse Scobie Em G D A On a long, dark February night Am G F#m A On the streets of a Florida town Em G D A A black boy in a hoddie was in sight Am G F#m- D- G- Em A young man was scared to be found (repeat chords) Well the boy was just walking his way home Back from the local 7-11 store Bought some Skittles while on the phone Within minutes, he was dead on the floor The white man was a watchman For the Twin Lakes neighborhood A frustrated, desperate young man Who knew not much from good The boy was visiting his grandfather's place At seventeen, he was no fugitive Not picking a fight, just minding his space But soon it wasn't his choice to live The man phoned 911 in panicked fear A suspicious shadow he saw, And then just as if he was a deer He shot young Martin in the raw When the police arrived, he stood calm He claimed he shot him in self-defense Florida has a Stand your ground law I wonder if it accounts for immoral sense The media jumped on the frenzy train Some said he was crazy, some joined his side Others even said that it was Martin to blame He should of avoided walking that night George Zimmerman, not related to Bob Is now in for the fight of his life But in 2012, this just makes you sob When these crimes come out in the night To those, too blinded by hate to see I've got one more message to give Though the judge might hear your plea He's not the one, above who forgives