Black Bird

My cup runneth over and over,Spotlight’s shining,My soul on fire. Lord, you are my everything,But this black bird’s coming,Coming for me from the wild. Oh black bird,Black bird of death,Get off my shoulder,You try to steal my breath. With hate festering on the main,I know forgiveness can be a slow burn,But black bird,Your peck isContinue reading “Black Bird”