a poem for alton ellis

the ghost of ellis come to me at night
scream-in my ear bout all not right
can’t stand stay this way of living
cuz I’m from black upbringing
the ghost of alton croon to me
about all that life could really be
never never got the right to say
never really got the chance to do
all I’ve got is the right to pray
harder harder and harder
alton remind me
about earth her lovely beauty
cuz when the rain fall
everything gets green and tall
wide woooooooooorld
yr so understanding
alton lion africa man
alton the lover african

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