Honey Bee In The Desert

 Honey Bee 

Riding into the desert 

To find herself again 

Turquoise skies 

Amber waves 

Solar energy 

Fate grips her tires 

As she pulls into Marfa 

This is Texas

But there  ain’t no hold ‘em 

She lays her cards 

Down down down down 

Ten gallon hat full of wish 

 Stars falling all around 

It’s a story born to be told 

How banjo was an instrument 

Of sharing her soul 

Without the black 

There’d be no white 

So she puts up the fight 

To take space in a genre 

Unwelcoming at best 

No rest 

For the weary 

For soldiers who must march on 

To the call of the desert 

Giving birth 

To a new type of slave song 

A slave to shedding light on

A past buried in dirt 

Long forgotten story tellers 

Now share their prayers with her 

Cowboy Carter 

In the desert 

‘Bout to tell you like it is