Crazy Da Must Sing      1     2      3      6      7      8      9      10      11      12      13      14

15      16      17      18      19      20      21      24      25      26      27      29      30      32      34

35      36      37      38      39      40      41      42      43      44      45      46      47      48      49     

index, by first line

Crazy Da Must Sing

Hymns to me,

am I the song,

the untouched glamour of the poem,

the word and rhythm of the Real.

Then sing.

And sing of me,

am not the soul.

The type whose singing sings the Heart,

the vowel and consonants am I.

Then sing.

And say of me,

he is the sound,

the syllable who is my form,

and hymns me, is me, song to song.


And I will sing you all the more.

Then sing.