SEEDS OF LIFE




DEDICATIONS




ODE TO LOAVES AND FISHES

Loaves and fishes are feeding the hungry of today
with food that, otherwise, would be thrown away.
With messiah and his brethren having nowhere for a bed
by what other means do you think they are to be fed?

They are sheep who gather as well as those who give
for messiah and his brethren to have sustenance on which to live.
So come here, you blessed sheep, receive your just reward
for being a blessing to others even when times were hard!!!

Written about a homeless feeding place where
Elijah ate in Fort Worth, Texas, 1987-88


EDUCATION VERSUS SCHOOL

Students are sent to SCHOOL for an EDUCATION,
they are sent there for cultivation into a civilization,
but are they getting from the institutions that for which they were sent
or are they being schooled to follow the dictate of the government?

When you came to the institution of higher learning, college,
did you come for an education or to ready yourself for the market?
Did you come to prepare yourself for a job or career
such as teacher, engineer, or pilot boats, planes, or a rocket?

If you came to be schooled, readied for a career or job,
what you sought is what you got, schooled to follow the mob.
If you came to be educated, to be taught the two sides of a thing,
when to indulge and when not, you missed the consequences they bring.

To be educated is to draw into consciousness that which is within,
to cause one to see both sides and their joining point which is thin.
To school is to cause the masses to follow a certain trend,
to indulge in one half and abstain from the other, as it has been.

Now that your schooling is through are you satisfied with what you got?
If you realize you are not educated, the institution has served you well,
it prepared you only to follow, to use your mind it did not.
You may now begin your education, for the truth of life it will tell!

Written to Grambling State University's
Spring Graduating class of 1989


RIDE THE WIND

High Schooling is completed
And college looms ahead,
After schooling is work
Some man come to dread.

Schooled to earn a living,
For most, it's a must,
Unless in a divine one
A person learns to trust.

Now you know the choices
Are school, work or god's child,
And either one you may choose
Ride the wind in grand style!

Written for Sarah Hartshorne's
Charlemont Academy graduation,
June 4, 2005, Charlemont, MA


A SONG OF THE FLOWER

Lafayette Park has many a girl passing by
with shape, look and dressed to catch a boy's eye.
I look them all over and will often speak
in friendliness, not for any mate I seek.

One I observed, I will call her flower,
passing several days about the same hour
looking like someone I have known before,
so it became my objective, "she I will know."

She passed close one day so I spoke of her likeness
and, in my eye, she is everything that's rightness;
like "A Rose In Spanish Harlem" written in a song
which someone wanted to transplant for them to own.

I'm not one who judges anything , usually,
since beauty and ugly are in all things I see,
but try as I did there was nothing in her to mar
so my limited judgment name her the "Flor Bonita."

by: Elijah Alfred "NatureBoy" Alexander, Jr.










WHEN SPIRITS MEET

At the perfect moment
in the sunniest of parks
the unlikeliest of gentlemen
found my hidden heart.

The poorest of the poor he seemed
and me in my silky dress,
but the richest smile played in his eyes
which put me to the test.

Can I stand beneath the colors
of the stranger in the street,
do I know we're all the same
when spirits meet?

He taught a simple lesson
that life is what it seems,
we spend our time regretting
and chasing after dreams.

Then he held me close to him
and walked away alone.
His wisdom is the love of life
and I must find my own.

I can stand beneath the colors
of the stranger in the streets,
I know we're all the same
when spirits meet!

Written by Ms. Forbes to Elijah
summer 1982, New York City





The End!
Thank You For Reading SEEDS OF LIFE,
I Hope You Now Understand Your Timeline!

Elijah Alfred "NatureBoy" Alexander, Junior