The pieces

awaken the slumbering

They gag us with their Stars and Stripes 

We are light like stars but they want us behind bars like animals

Pulling back on old glory like reins but we are no longer your chattel 

Your red white and blue means nothing to us that seek our true flag

You can no longer use our blood to dye your flags red in contrast with blue uniforms and white sheets

I spell America with three K’s

As the same amount of Kalashnikov rifles lean against my wall

We are no longer docile s 

We are not s and bad es

They know who we are 

That’s why they kept it from us for centuries

Our minds in the sunken place under the floorboards of the good ship Jesus 

Those of us that know the truth of self are free while others think the Underground Railroad is a myth sitting on the plantation thinking that is freedom

Someone needs to set them free

Burning answer

Our answers to tiki torches are Molotov tails

Drink up

As the fire consumes the palest of skin and turns it black

But they can not be us

We the people who are darker than blue uniforms that guard devils as they march

Cowards with too much freedom 

Too much privilege 

Ghosts in the shells of common beasts 

The sound of shell casings as they tap the ground after the explosion 

Black power

Black guns

Children of the sun

Shine your light...

Complete

I can feel you

Your energy pulled from the depths of the universe manifested into your organic form

Your mind beautiful as the day’s beginning and end becoming the light that warms me

Fill me with your love as I overflow it back into you tenfold 

My reasons to look toward the stars and grasp them

My heart beating from the chest

My passion in real-time...

The pieces

You opened your soul to me and i cried for you with my third eye wide

In search of the pieces of a queen so i may solve the puzzle

Shards of mirrored glass as i look into you and see my own blood dripping upon your skin

Images of self in red as i hold you close and we cry together...

Boogeyman

I know a girl that met the boogeyman in many forms and at many times

He used to make friendly games of hide and seek moments of don’t ask and don’t tell

As she slept he came out of his closet to play under her covers and take away her innocence and making her too scared to speak 

He followed her from childhood to adolescence ***ing, sucking and touching her mind body and soul until she thought it was ok to seek the comfort of men too old to have her youth

She grew up too quick to be a child as she ran wild thanks to perverted family members

Statutory rapists telling her her actions were ok as they molded her into their puppet 

Lost and turned out was a child that lost her father too soon and had a battered mother that turned the other cheek as her daughter was tampered with 

Where was her protection?

Where was her guidance? 

She grew up to know too much of sex...

To reach...

Reaching through the universe for answers

The hand of my soul hoping to grasp the divine knowledge of an ancestral touch that would give me light that would blind nonbelievers

While they search for god in books I search for god in self and see further with third eye optics than those that rely on basic vision

Listening to the beat of my heart like drums pounding 

They call for me

I answer with my spiritual palm open to be quenched in ancient waters...

God

Warrior of the motherland 

God of her fertile womb

Born of the darkness of rich soil and adorned in gold 

The sun is his energy charging onyx

From village fires reaching as smoke rises

Embers burning from within the soul

Looking up past the stars seeking council from his past lives and knowing them well

Child grown into a powerful spirit...

flying home

I dream of never seeing the ground again

Flying through stormy thoughts that channel the winds that keep me afloat

Waving my arms feeling lifted in silent skies 

My voice no longer mine

The sound of a chirping bird comes from my lips

My black skin now feathers

My life no longer limited to four corners and a door never opened

I am one with my new surroundings never wanting my feet to touch the cold surface of nothingness 

The voice of love in my ears as I close my eyes and listen

I am home...

life

The woman I love is in love with the moon and under its glow she will nurse our star child, the universe as her crown and amethyst skin so beautiful, I watch over them with joyful tears in my eyes knowing I have truly manifested dreams in real time, enlightened by her third vision I look at god and child and understand the meaning of life...

touch

These hands of mine caressing your beautifully arched back as you relax

Your sensuality speaking to me as I release muscle tension while others tense up with my every move

Your body reacting in ways you never felt so intimately as I ride the wave of your curves fully clothed as you create rain that never stops pouring

Inhale as you feel the intensity of my warmth as our low end theories come together to become fact

Moving away from your body as you lay limp

Relaxed 

My soul lingering on your flesh leaving you wanting me to go deeper when I touch you...