When I have reach outside <br /> this eye to touch the other <br /> side of sky <br />glory will the hope pray I <br />holy up through the night <br />as black as I; <br />when I have less desire <br /> for gold and glory trust my soul <br /> to serve to know <br />with value and honor high; <br />holy up all night <br />as black as I; <br />when I meet in your final hour <br /> loosed from life’s shackles <br />with Marley singing, <br />holy up all night, <br />as black as I; <br />when I my first poems and <br /> my last certificates and epithet <br />sing out to dispossess <br />holy up all night <br />as black as I; <br />when I write respect thy will <br /> holier than my rights reveal <br />Marley sing it right, <br />holy up all night <br />as black as I.<br /><br />Lee B. Mack<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/holy-up-all-night-as-black-as-i-improvisation-12-23-04/
