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Every single soul is like a poem, you know
It got wordsNo matter where I roam
Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem
It's written on the back of God's handNo matter where I roam
Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem
It's written on the back of God's handYa see moms and pops be copulatin'
Plantin' seeds and pickin' weeds for another season
Another reason for livin' another reason for givin'
Another reason for lovin' and tryin' stay out of prison'Cause everything in life can't be nice
And everything you want can't be got
But the lessons on beein' patient be causing the pressure to rise
And make some people suicidalOh no, another soul, has lost control
We pull him back into the fold
He got strung out on the material
All the superficial initials upon his clothesThey make me wanna go Sprewell
Every time I see my family locked in jail
The economical can be demoniacal
Keep love in your soulNo matter where I roam

Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem
It's written on the back of God's handNo matter where I roam
Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem
It's written on the back of God's handYa see people are so beautiful in love
That's why I'm reminded of life's precious moments
Every time I see lovers walkin' by in the park
Close my eyes and I stop reminisceTo see a little baby suckin' on his mama's milk
'Ey silky smoothness of a lovin' caress holdin' baby to breast
And blessin' the world with another to test, test, test
Oh yes, oh yes, bom, bom, I'd like to sing a little song
Dedicated to the people who would like to sing along'Cause every little song has little beats and notes
Like every little lake has little trees and boats
All people deserve a safe and warm home
'Cause every single soul is a poemNo matter where I roam
Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem
It's written on the back of God's handNo matter where I roam
Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem
It's written on the back of God's handI want to show you somethin' beautiful
It's lovely, it's lovely
It's lovely, it's lovely, y'allRight from the start in a world torn apart
A baby's love leaves finger prints upon the heart
So many think it but never say it
"Why bring a child to this planet full of hatred?"They might not make it like the youngest departed
Or worst of all they might become a part of it
Involved in it, perpetuating violence, violence
And growing up in silenceSeein' things they don't know how to deal with
And learnin' ways, to try to cope with it
Cope with it, cope with it
But not lose hopeNo matter where I roam
Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem
It's written on the back of God's handNo matter where I roam
Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem
It's written on the back of God's handNo matter where I roam
Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem
It's written on the back of God's handNo matter where I roam
Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem
It's written on the back of God's handNo matter where I roam, where I roam, y'all
Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem
It's written on the back of God's handNo matter where I roam, where I roam, y'all
Whoa oh, I know every single soul is a poem
It's written on the back of God's handI want to show you somethin' beautifulLivin' thing, livin' thing is beautiful
Livin' thing, livin' thing is beautiful
Livin' thing, livin' thing is beautiful
Livin' thing, livin' thing is beautiful

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Michael Franti is a gifted and much-heralded spoken word artist and political activist from San Francisco, CA. As leader of the politically and socially-charged group Spearhead, Franti is at the forefront of hip-hop's renaissance, expanding the music's boundaries as he draws on funk and soul-driven beats. Through his music and poetry, Franti tackles a range of issues--the criminal justice system, corporatization of our daily lives, AIDS, gay rights, homelessness, the death penalty, drug addiction and suicide.

His project Spearhead produced the critically acclaimed Home in 1990. The album contained his biggest single, "Hole in the Bucket," a thoughtful lament on the plight of the homeless, and "Positive," which addressed the growing AIDS epidemic. The album boasted adept funk samplings, sinuous guitar vamps, and soulful, melodic tracks about family and social injustice. 1997's Chocolate Supa Highway was not as pop-friendly as Home, but neither did its themes of kidnappings and police brutality lend themselves to such overt accessibility. Its mixture of harsher musical styles -- techno, rock, and funk -- was a step forward for Franti as his world view broadened and deepened. In 2001, Franti released Stay Human. In it he expresses his anger at the system, his advocacy of love, and his belief in freedom through individuality and self-expression through a set of songs that revolve around a fictitious death penalty case. In it, his embrace of the genres that inspired him is achieved with eloquence.

Earlier projects of Franti include The Beatnigs and The Disposable Heroes Of Hiphoprisy, which had more of an experimental/industrial sound, but addressed many of the same social/political issues.

As a celebration of the Election of Barack Obama Franti recorded the Obama Song, offered as a free track on downloaded at their offical website, www.michaelfranti.com/.

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