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Kamau44

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Fears has sucked upon us like leeches and we have become the creatures of Frankenstein...our minds has been program and every gram of an ounce is a lie that magnify our lives in this fish bowl... this glass hole is a mirror into my soul doing these cold winters..."So how can I be born a sinner and a winner at the same time, as I move to the rhythm and blues like The Spinner in this life like a beginner?"...see, every page I create life like a printer as the storms in my mind linger, and I am no stringer to anger as I'm no stringer to danger...see, as Royal blood drips from my dagger, releasing your inner scream won't matter, cause I'll leave you with a swagger like Mick Jagger, platinum flow, no cheap chatter, my knowledge will leave you with jetlagger, with more lip control than old master, and wait, this is an X factor, the introduction to my next chapter as I pose like a lame rapper on the same chapter, and highlight his name like a game tracker... this ain't poetry, I just changed the grammar that made you changed your manner that had you living a double life like Hannah Montana... and I'm not here to fool you, I'm here to school you on how the system confused you and used you too kill me...

 

See We ain't free until we rest in the hands of death, suffocated in the abundance of breath, as we drowned in the tears of our souls and thirst in the construction of this hole...we are the prey hunting the prey in the sight of day when we have went from the cotton picker, to the cotton gin, now we have heartless men that wish to be women, who are raising our children off this confused life living, so we give our children to the system of the enemy division, where the education has created a new mind of creation, descended elevation, with poverty faces in this quiet storm, as I face the frustration of the lack of communication throughout the generation, where the population is ruled by information that Jesus is our light of salvation, which is the trick of the light in this animation...I enter this world with preparation...I am the realization of a new generation through great tribulation as I stand as a warrior for my holy nation...I am the penetration energy that control your mind and fade your wicked thoughts like a radio station as I injected you with the seed of emancipation to help you get to your destination...see in the ghetto, we are sitting like immigrants on vacation, and our situation is that we have no foundation, only aof broken information through the manifestation of manipulation, that have me having conversations with my determination, as I empty out my heart with no hesitation with songs of revolution as I define my liberation as each line creeps across the nation...

 

My thoughts are the intoxication to overcome this suffocation as I execute my breath and breathe life back into civilization, of all these false accusations that have us lost in too much temptations, that leaves me too high to breathe, as I'm fighting the suffocation of law and justice into observation...now my fate lies in the hands of frustration with gunpoint indoctrination, lost in wild imagination as I wake up to the reality of discrimination, fear and intimidation, micro-chip identification, riding transportation because of new administration...and I just hand in my application of all these wicked violations, and the motivation of all their misinterpretation of traditional illustrations...

 

My words fly in formation like vibration...I have been patient, but it has been too much contradiction and confusion, it's time to peel away the mystery of this data basing infiltration, self-infatuation of frustration from street communication that have us doing things out of desperation, killing our reputation in this constant competition we face with...where the Hope is high but we are trapped below... where we are living a lie, but who is keeping the score... Score... July 28, 2023... written by Sa Ra Safari Messiah Kamau

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mlowe5 says:

Well scored! Thanks for this uplifting rhythmic flow of needed awareness, Kamau. Powerful!. ONE. Peace and Love.
 

love_supreme says:

Very nice!

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