I'm from the west coast
my favorite snack is
cinnamon toast I'm a
vegan I don't eat pot roast no more I have to leave my
mama's house when I smell oxtails cooking on the stove it makes me weak I still drool and salavate
remembering how good
they taste I can still
see em on top of rice
on a plate
something good I
once craved grannies
probably turning over
in her grave to see the
choices I made to
adjust to the world
today I wish great
grand mama would've
live long enough to
see the Obama's
in the Whitehouse that
would've made her
cotton pickon day
she was born in 1886
and died when she
was 86 on the twenty
second of November
1973 I can't imagine
what she seen in her day
she was from Minnesota
a place I never been I
been almost every where
but never there
she loved to crochet it's
ashame that
we wasn't close knit
her father was name
George Washington like
the president I can't
help but get plantation
vibes off of it they
paid the way and paved
the way for me although
the road has not been
easy the potholes
are getting fixed and
I don't have to walk
barefoot in the snow
and lose a toe and I
wish ten cent could still
buy a meal I'm grateful
for the roots underneath
my feet that keep
me planted standing
on a strong legacy and
continued written saga
when I say they I mean
me too I mean us I mean we are a collective part of
something great and
far beyond our reach
but we will get there
someday and stand on
the hill of promise
and land that is ours
to own reap the benefits
of seed we sow and sown
never to be owned
oppress beaten and
hung again at the
hands of evil men
where we going is not
where we been
The Immortal Wize
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mlowe5 says: Right on, Immortal Wize! For me, at 80, it's comforting to know that youth like you, will be around when I go. I still find that it is in the flesh that the word lives, nourished with the supporting vibes of rice'n peas, breadfruit, and a side of cornbread. ONE. Peace and Love. |
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Here We Go Againthe water is getting deeper waves are getting higher earth is on a warpath wind is calm for now I hear there will be fire next time but what about this time if you were given a chance for one last dance would you take it or stand with your back against the wall watching everyone else have a ball while Babylon fall the last hurrah then "Hip Hip Hurray" do not fear be not afraid at the close of the day night gone fall on us all while waiting for the electricity to come back on making a promise is not the same as making a point the drift been gotten prior to what's been done, before is a current past event  |
Spirals Of Smokebe informed to get in formation currently the new currency is information be not uninformed action is required activate desire it ain't over until the unsung sing It's Done do not retire there will always be fire to start new beginnings it doesn't matter who's winning we will win win and win again it is written |
All Pointswhen you stuck you believe in something you can't get out of when you blocked you believe you can't get ahead because something is in the way when you flow you believe you unstoppable when you open you believe you walking around without clothes when you can't let go you believe you can't let go what we believe got us under control when you believe you can fly levitation is no longer impossible to achieve |
No Two Ways About Itthere's a old say that goes you have to laugh to keep from crying I get it I'm laughing but not cause I want to cry for any particular reason you know that idiom it never fails it means it happens every time once we recognize we're out of our league it's wise to pursue a league of our own I'm smiling I have something to smile about that don't have nothing to do with what's going on in the world something I can't do nothing about on that note "Uh Oh" is an expression of alarm dismay and means it's too late "it's about to go down" |
Enthrall (Repost)got these broken wings I don't know why I never could fly I never wished for such a thing so many others dream so many others sing I wish and I wish on other things like we all, wakeup at the same time How bout that? we can all celebrate you...know have a good time fun, without, someone getting beside themselves pulling out a gun killing another mothers son or someone's baby girl, we'll just sit around talking about what we're going to do with all the wealth sadly the mule has died of natural causes but, there's plenty of acres and homes to be had now if I could just, find that genie, I got a few more to settle the score |
It Gets Messywaiting for something I want hope and wish to happen is like watching a mouse hole real close while holding a bat |
On The Heels Of The Suna Butterfly abandons her egg her offspring is left behind without a mother to cling to some would think doomed from the start giving into our circumstance is refusal to change everyone gets a chance a Caterpillar cannot transform into a Butterfly if it die before its/it's time the light is often taken off the Caterpillar and shown on the Butterfly the mother of a Caterpillar is a Butterfly she gives birth to the one who is destined to transform she's the one who gives birth to change the Caterpillar is one who comes out the dark into the light where one come from does not determine where one will end up |
The Ripple (Repost)trying hard is not trying hard enough enough we have to put faith in the sun that it will shine again even when the sky is gray everything around us falls apart as long as our heart is beating we're not defeated nor are we destroyed something goes wrong we must be strong it won't be long hold on here we go back to the dome in some form or another if you're with someone then you got each other if we build our foundation strong enough to float how can we go under let lightening strike we're made of thunder take a sip from the power within put the cup down raise the pen we write to win this is a conquest not a contest a inkwell of consciousness |
Nov 5my distaste for voting season is people act like their talking to children telling them don't forget to brush their teeth asking them did they wash their hands telling them what they should do what they need to do what they have to do people act like they get paid to remind grown folk to vote who's going to know you did if they didn't see you do it |
Hush It Up (Repost)m whispering quietly~~~ trying not to waken the beast taking away, what happiness we saved, my black...ness is all I have, you might laugh but it's enough for me wouldn't want to be any other nationality, created most hated so proud of the people though we may be fading in a fleeting moment victims of unlawful and illegal occultic underhanded dealings the truths that are being revealed has reached out and killed many in hidden colors there are some who read the fine print, those who do not fear the number 13 know the underlined truth in the Amendment though I may shake a bit like an aftershock after a California earth quake trembles, my hands are steady my finger are not to nimble to quietly tap the tree, give my people dap empowering them to empower others this is how we can will and still glean |