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Sweet, Soul Music by Angela Peach
from Legacy 1998
Sweet, Soul Music
by Angela Peach
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Sweet melody escapes her lips.
She movea with hurried sorrow
as the weight increases her hips.
Her brow is trickled with the sweat of desire
and I feel freedom in her bosom
and see history burning her fire.
The black smooth of her skin glistens
rich, under the soozrohlng sun
as the chains of bondage pause to listen.
Her prison walls are caving in
as her mouth whistles triumph,
overcoming hate and forgiving sin.
She is climbing Jacob's Ladder.
Life is a stop along her way;
Nothing the devils say matters.
