Category: Art

ON THE RADIO

It’s just me sitting all alone by the telephone,

Then I heard our song – on the radio.

Brought back fond memories when we used to dance to the song – on the radio.

I can still see the blue lights as we dance through the night, by the song – on the radio.

I can still feel your body pressed against mine, with your hand on my side, as we dance to our song.

Memories of an awesome time, as we glide to our song.

I can still feel your cheek touching mine, as we groove to our song.

So, now it’s just me waiting by the phone, as the radio plays our song.

As the tears fill my eyes as I stop and think.

It’s just an old song being played – on the radio.

BY  LENNY JAYNES

FIRST LOVE

You’re my first love. You’re my beginning.  You are also my best friend.

You’re the sunshine in the morning,
You’re the Moonlight at the end of the day.
You’re everything I asked for, so you know I can’t let that get away.

You’re my strength when I am weary, and my light to show me the way.
You’re my first love, my beginning. I can’t let that get away.

Loving you has been a sweet Journey, loving you is where I want to be.
Locked in your arms forever, and a day. Because you mean so much to me.
You’re my first love, my beginning, and I won’t let that get away.

BY
LENNY JAYNES

GREAT THINGS

Let’s talk about something that we may not agree, it’s called fake news and it’s happened on TV.

So, don’t get this wrong because politicians know – they started fake news.

So, when this first came out they do agree, because they are the ones that started fake news.

So, look in your history book, and you will agree that fake news is not only on TV.

When people of color do great things, it’s not even in the history books – not even on TV.

BY LENNY JAYNES

SHADOW OF DESPAIR

It’s not prison walls that are holding me, it’s heartbreak and misery.

Let my heart journey, let my heart be free, release me from this misery.

Heartbreak coming down like rain, I can no longer take this pain, my heart is withering, it used to be strong.

Then one day you came along, playing your music, and I danced to your song.

Now you tell my heart to move on, covered with grief, and shame, like a tree in the shadows of despair.

You left my heart standing there, all alone with no one to care, In the shadow of despair.

BY LENNY JAYNES

ONE SIDE OF THE STORY

Take a look around and you will see, people have been separated by rivers, valleys, and streams.
This doesn’t mean we have nothing in common, it seems to me it’s all about politics and drama.
Because when you can’t see the truth, we have nothing in common.
When people in high places tell you lies, it’s not about you, it’s what they have to hide.
Because people in high places know how to dance around the truth, then point their finger and say it’s all about you.
So, if you march for the wrong reason, in this country they call that treason.
So, if you want to walk around with one side of the story, bury your head in the sand, then we’ll never understand the other side of the story.

BY LENNY JAYNES