PURPLE LOVE CHILD Poem, by Thomas J. Dooley, at My poetic side

The rumors going wild

Your mind fighting back all the lies

Not another child

They think they got it right

Living in the days of wild

So drop in the tape

Push the button that says play

Turn it up past 11

You know the kid is in heaven

Purple love child

Is in the heart of that funky style

Have some pride for your ears

Just listen to the dove's tears

Christopher gave the girl a turn

J-Hud took the song to church

Broke it now no one can sing it like her

That is how the funky life works

The love you feel

Makes the funk so real

You know the heart will heal

So pick your sound

He left enough to go around

Purple love child

Is in the beat full of life

Have some pride towards other people eyes

Smile when you hear that guitar riff

You know it was always a gift

We don't have to believe the lies

we are all

A Purple Love Child

Author: Thomas J. Dooley ( Offline)
Published: July 27th, 2019 11:05
Comment from author about the poem: My analogy for my taste in music from Michael Jackson to PRINCE the only way it to say it is PBS shows going from Barny to Mister Rodgers. Barny was fun and imaginary, but Mister Rodgers taught you something it is maturity in taste. That is the only way I could put it for you to understand. After PRINCE passing away on April 21, 2016, there were problems forming an estate because he had no will that anyone knew of as the dust starts to settle his home PAISLEY PARK became a museum to his legacy.
Category: Reflection
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