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ReIncarnation

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just different

Have I been here before?
Traveling this road it seems so familiar
passing faces unfamiliar
but the energy is strong
like Siamese twins connected
Eyes staring at my soul
like with you I'm whole
with skin like mine
hair far from fine
wolly; defined.
In this time and space
and I question this unfamiliar face
Do you see me?
Because I see you
I see through the garments you wear
Polo and Marc Jacob bags
to disguise you
your cologne
but the souls remain the same
a different face a new name
so true
no deja vu
in this space and time
we existed before
together
maybe you were my sister
a prisoner
in this flesh
Reliving my death
until I get it right
I swear I was just here yesterday
maybe in a different form
but I was reborn
and I recognize you
stranger in the street
that walks pass without speaking
but the vibe is so strong
Have I been here before?
Looking in those strange eyes
like staring in a mirror
like staring at myself
three hundred years in the future
or the past
but we stand here today
yet walk right pass
Why?
What if we're the same person?
existing at the same time?
in two different spaces?
two different faces?
More than just fate
more than reincarnation
in this body of flesh
made from atoms of light
that travel faster than the speed
of the sound coming from my lips
means I can travel space faster
than the time it takes
for my words to reach your ears
But most won't understand
that we could be the same person
We're more than just man
More than just a person
in this body I reside
more than just a nation
more than just creation
bigger than an enigma
deeper than reincarnation.

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		Myactionspeak says: Wow!! " what if we are the same person? Existing in the same time? In two different spaces" ...that was nice I love poem keep them coming! poems by this commentor The way EYE see it Stigma Ignorance Is Bliss

OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY deforeman

The Supreme

In the matriarchal society she reigns as Queen.
Deemed God by the people.
Consciousness rises to the heavens like the tip of the steeple,
of the highest Temple they built in her honor
gives birth to the fathers
that replant her seed
She's in need
of nothing
sun bows at her feet
breasts nurtures the babies
sits high on her seat.
Gives birth to the nations;
life to creation
gives souls permission
to come in fruition.
Speaks to the spirits
of the living and the passed
Alas!
She can turn plants into a mixture
that cures even death
feet conjures the predecessors
She is no less than God...
energy shines in her aura
they call her
The Great Mother
Warrior Queen held high.
She is infinite in essence
Angelic presence
encompasses all
within her Holy walls.
Omnipotent even when the...

ReIncarnation

Possibility

Life in this world; four walls, three-dimensional. Soaked in sorrow and pain seems like the rain is against us. No touches from God this smoky mirror telling me untruths and extraordinary exaggerations. They told me I told a lie when I said it was possibility. The idea. Morphed and broken down to fit in between these walls. The box we call illusion. And when I close my eyes I can see the light travel, I board…in the back while the chimney smoke clouds my vision. My dreams unseen, unheard, untouched. But they said it was a lie! If they could see the possibility. Never mind the ink stained books, the crosses, the rugs. Kneeling on knees in this 3 dimensional cage where the birds speak but not to us. The trees they caress the wind and whisper their secrets but not to us. In between these four walls I must break free, in the world of possibility! You call it your heaven or paradise where everything you never imagined is…Being. The idea takes form! I know, I’ve tol...

I Am Only Me

I am only one person, cannot stop those men from conspiring.
I am only one heart and cannot stop it from desiring.
I am just me, cannot face these criminals alone,
but I cannot shut my lips, to remain silent is to condone.
I only have two hands just flesh, and bones,
cannot fight with the Palestinians all they have is stones.
I am one voice; solo, not backed by instrumental,
just speaking from my heart, words so detrimental.
I am just one person, can not feed the whole of Darfur,
cannot stop the tanks from shooting. Cannot put an end to this war.
I am just me brown skin and black hair,
I cannot take back the sixties but I wish I was there.
Marching and raising fist with eyes that glistened
it may not have been the best of times when you spoke they listened.
And if you had a cause worth provoking a fig...

Mr. B

I saw the face of the devil, he takes human form
Interpreted his secrets and I just want to inform
He follows 10 commandments but not the ones that transform you
And its content is enough to make most of us cringe, just read the inscription engraved on the Stonehenge.
I saw him in black, hat covered his eyes, and evil rules within him and all the plans he devised. Manipulating the world and it’s money supply.
You may know him simply as Gepetto, strings attached to his fingers but that he’ll deny.
To him its about more than taking the sovereignty to contort, he wants more than resolving issues in a world court, it doesn’t stop at oil prices, vaccines and inflation
He has plans to rid the world of over half the population! He travels the earth going back and forth , covets a bow and sits on a white horse he has no remorse when his plan takes course.
You love the sweet taste of his poison, aspartam...

Jihad Between the Two of Me

When I look in the mirror I see one face, but trust me someone else is there, not a care for each other, we hate one another, and the result has been complete warfare.
See at first we kept our distance but in an instance we bumped heads, and neither of us will stop till the other one of us is dead, a thirst for blood that must be fed.
See she is truly of this world, while I am focused on this deen. And I swear she is pure evil unfurled, while I stay away from the obscene.
And so one day when I got up and proceeded to make my prayers, I saw a bomb fall from the sky but no one else was there. No one else but her that is, she was enthused to see me maimed, caught me when I turned my head, and then my heart became inflamed.
Didn’t know how I would manage, fighting this war alone. And to top it off Im disadvantaged, wounded to the bone.
So yes she had the upper hand, while I stand in my place, this other half of me is winning, shot right past m...

ReIncarnation

The Supreme

ReIncarnation

Possibility

I Am Only Me

Mr. B

Jihad Between the Two of Me

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