Soul Music, Food And Wine Poem by Frank Bana

Soul Music, food and wine
For the hunger of our days
Expression of the mortal and divine
 
Stevie Wonder, Lauren Hill
Seize and sing the moment when
The loving heart becomes sublime and still
 
Curtis, Marvin, bass and horns
Cast protesting visions high
Into the stormy sacred sky
 
O'Jays, Dusty, Frieda Payne
Romantic love on a peace train
Incited dreams while the Supremes
Washed my senses in the rain
 
Now when I was a boy I knew
No black and white - only blue
I knew the charts by heart
And sang the songs at night
 
Recording off the radio
With my reel-to-reel machine
Alan Freeman's pop picks
Every Sunday night at six
 
I asked Sam, not knowing he was slain,
Where's that change that's gonna come?
The little tent of freedom has been down so long
 
Then I met up with Kool and the Gang
Down by the Okavango Swamp
Most of the village dancing in a celebration stomp
 
Waking up to rhythms fresh
By Marley when two sevens clash
My baby said to stay in bed
And there Jah music kept me fed
 
And now Soul Music, R and B
Alicia, India.Arie
Hang my mind out in the sky
On a second happy high
 
But there's no need to call
All the great names on a roll
Just let me hear the songs instead
And vocalise inside my head
 
Hearing as if for the first time
Seeing that the world in this time
Needs to keep the Gods impressed,
Fed with soul food at its best.