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Hood Haikus

#184

Being single doesn't mean thirsty or needy

But if I like your mind I might get greedy...

©2017 -Haakim Understanding

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Ever humble

Erect on my square

Keeping perspective Always aware

Time on a tear

Drag racing

Dragging along

Light pacing

Centrifugal stillness

Stuck in the realness

And shock of it all

Orbit of this ball

The gravity

Thegravity

It's grabbin me

So glad to be

Grounded by faint calls of trajectory

There's  a plan but there's no directory

Horizon the point at the edge of the fall

The vastness and range

Still kinda strange

It's what's so humbling

Fall back

Re arrange...

© Haakim Understanding 2017...

Hood Haikus

Chasing yellow

It's that third chakra.

 That center of your chest that vibrates

Makes or breaks your mettle

That shyt that won't let you settle

Won't allow you to stagnate

Solar plexus

Fired up kettle

Pushes and drives you

To work that talent

Find that balance

Meet that challenge

Black coal heart burns but shines with the heat

The sun in you

The rays of hue Insistent beat

Anxious but mellow

Color me yellow

Bright and warm

Flush with energy

Brewing storm

World on alert

Stars are aligned

Even losers get lucky sometimes

Turning lemons to limes

Popping wheelies on the middle line

Bricks in the road turned yellow

About time

Um, about that line

The black heart one

The balance will come

Just keep in mind

Some gold rocks start out bla...

Irony and Karma...

Irony and Karma, Sadistic twins of fate All up in your face After all the moves you had to make Just when victory looms POP! Lit cigarette to your balloon... Twin bullies slap boxin at the end of the tunnel Play fightin in the light at the tip of the funnel Waiting for you as you spiral down about to be pummeled Irony dodgin blows But you keep swinging Karma half laughin' Half singing "MERRY GO ROUN' N ROUN'..." Like a demented AL B Sure You tryina even the score Not enough energy in store "I need a second wind" you implore Blood sweat and tears bubble in your core Gittin' back on your feet is a struggle- a chore "I've been on this Street before " your hear yourself murmur Feeling weak and sore On your hands and knees Body bruised, nerves raw Spit out teeth, a chunk of skin from your lip Tryina see but your eyes are slits Call Irony a punk Karma a b*tch They got this round But you know this ain't it They can't make you give up Don't back down Not a bit This is life Ha h...

busy bull--itting

In order to be real sometimes you have to be fake

To bide your time in the choices you make.

Not every opportunity is the best one

and you can't let known all the moves you'll make.

for sanity's sake stay alert and awake.

Complacence and sloth you have to shake

stay on point with it

Success has no expiration date.

now is the time to extract the great

inner G within, make your own fate

make your own plate... how you wanna eat?

you gonna go half assed or make it complete?

everything is real so write your history

even if you have to put on an air of mystery

you know what it is, stop playin

ahm just sayin

the only excuse you have is the bull--it lies you tell yourself

git that --it done while you still have health

(C) Haakim U Allah 2017

Hood Haikus

Hood Haiku # 187

Listened to my heart

should've punched it in the mouth

-Haakim Understanding 2017

Meditation

I assess the aural wonder of the piercing traject and subtle stretch and friction of follicular volume crescendoing as the moments float pass and snatch me inward in a wafting fall lighter than gas Not in motion at all Consuming rhythmic thuds of life's breath's percussive insistence to beat on Resonator frequency with no off switch I cee unseen answers to the impossible quest on plains of ash rise and reach For eyes be a witness to bring to flesh and pass the litmus test of mettle to accelerate...

 ... (C) Haakim Understanding 2016

Grieve in darkness

Promises break

That which I give my attention will manifest itself in its own time… There are times when intentions don’t gel with time Times when time permits not When will is slow to meet passion and action fails to suffice Then there are times when too much is too soon and too little too late As destiny wilts at the laughter of fate when the thought is past its due date When the goal and intention is pure and honorable Yet the clock mocks making character vulnerable Time is the essence of make or break of promise in word Rise to that verb that bonds you to the most valuable of virtues Be it swift or steady mind not Stick to the script and don’t stop Til it is shown and proven Concious and guilt of inability is mine enemy We do what we can so don’t ask more of me © Haakim Understanding 2016