It the crossroads what mark us
change us, shape us.
That view from the center that dissapoint us
or elate us. Scare us back down familiar
path or excite us with possibilities.
Sometime we run straight through 'em
wit our eyes fixed far ahead and sometime we turn our
back and play like we don' know we there.
This piece a reminder to stop and take
in the energy of Crossroads. To call on Papa Legba
knowin' ol' scratch will make you a deal!
Dark and strong with no beginning and
no end. Crossroads was here before we was and
will remain so when we's gon
We was born in the crossroads of our parents
lives and we will de in a crossroads of the lives
of those who live on loving us.
So on the next dark sultry night, go to the
crossroads and bury yo' mojo. Feed it to the
ancient endless. Bring gif fo those Gods who stand
guard, and say thank you.