The system calculates our time
When we type and punch into the vast space
Codes meant to search and destroy
High up, masked as drones
The sky watches these robotic beings
As they fly past the Nile
Down to Lake Chad
Then into the delta of our lives
Rounding up their targets
They circle round and round like vultures
Waiting for the dying moment
When souls seek the light
Then with darkness in sight
A noise they bring with them
Down onto heads, as they smash their way below
Forcing, driving away the good that was once human
Author Archives: Uyi
I write
SYMPATHY FROM THE DARK
Yank the cords from me
Hold my soul for a ransom
Place thorns on my head
Feed me rats and mud
Lies, lies are all you speak
Mechanical madness is your name
Call me crazy and I’ll say yes
The crazy one is born
Renewed in me
Spirit of a great
Lives in me,
In me to tell out your lies
To speak so you may repent
If not, please seek death
And burn as you have done to others
Die as much as you can
And be born again when your soul is ready for life
BLACK AWAKENING
Time to stop living their lives as my own
Dust my lenses and snap away a new line
Eyes of change, all to the hold of my own demise
Time to stop seeing the blues of the walls
Sing a tale of sitting hats on my head
Yeah, demise of my new line
In my hand, it’s all true and sane
Time to burn the blue out of those walls
Sing a tale of sitting hats on my head
The eyes they stare without looking
I, there sitting and wishing
My life is here, my life is now
Not through those washed away lens
But through these looped big red eyes
Yeah, yeah, form a new line
One away from the bricks of blue
The beginning of a start
Winning back the real life I once had
Selfish I know, but the fish has stank for far too long
So burn, fry, roast away the skin
For the meat is near to bite
And while at it
Sing a tale of death and sitting hats
Nag Champa
Common – Nag Champa
Sixth Sensed
The premiere of clear minds
Perseverance of kings that hold soul
The industry hides their crowns
Clowning their beings
Still they escape the cage
Free to hold triumph
Over things that darken their people
dream on, dream well
My hands are red
With wine, and some squashed juice
My field is looped in depth
The world; round and square
Twisting and forming vibes
Reeling around, cube-like
The hurt from smoke
Found and lost, inhaling the taste
Then another puff
The world; fiery and spicy
Always giving back what I had sowed
Is there a heaven? I asked
For my peace is my heaven within
My end from the shouts of life
Is there a place called hell? I asked
For the earth is full of blood
Thinking back, the start of life
Brought me here, to the sand on ground
My destiny began as I held onto life
My cries confirmed the tales I had been told
So the stethoscope man spanked
Correcting me, cutting the cords that connected me
To a time when eyes were closed
And souls roamed sky, deep beyond the clouds
Is there an earth? I asked
Where living is full of peace
Far into green, away from greed
Am I there yet?
There where I can be free
For I am a soul
Born of sin, freed from chains
But why does the bondage of blood
Swell in the eyes I see?
So I reply, I say to myself
Dream on, dream well
For the life before now is at hand
Near to touch, un-afraid to grasp
A place where confusion is only a lost word
We are but spirits
Destined to cut loose from body
Back to a stagnant time
Where running is never desperate
To a place where the kingdom of tranquility awaits.
you’ll never find another until you find yourself – common
Immortal
Fly, ascend
The vices are there to float with
Jealous ground, holding gravity
Holds only for a moment
So soar, roar with the waves that show face
Move with the troubling times
Burn with the accusing flames
Break earth,
And amend soul as the infinite time nears
Black and Mild
Girl of dreams
Bold from heart
Words you say
Full with pride
Afar I stare
As you remain standing
All by yourself
Talk, speak
Break the truce
Let’s make sounds
As you guide me
Good heart, smart ways
Girl of dreams, woman of pride
Heavy with soul, subtle moves
The price of beauty
Wear it, hold it
And show me how
Precious a diamond can be
Love is
I met common by the road
Clothed with sense, I asked for direction
He said, “Never run from love
Young one, never run
For in the end, you will find the streets empty”
Hard to see, beautiful ways
The taste I seek
Hard to find, eyes they meet
Tuned for the right time
Always love,
always kiss the ground of earth
And pray for the skies up there
Forest Nativity
It just started
I mean the late nights
The party of dark lights
Dances of rhythmic balance
The twists of hips, the girls on feet
Explode with soul
Moving, jiving to the sound of vibes
Dark they may seem
Thick it might feel
Power of the night
The party, I mean
As they move, the kick starts
The soft bites sinks, the love ink drips
The kiss begins, the clothes on ground
Our backs on floor, our skin enclosed
The cries out loud, freedom from the out-word
Even though for a moment
Our spirits are aligned in joy
So right, raging in circles
Smiling and ticking
Till the moon drops
And the darkness tears away
Leaving thoughts for feel
Fleeing the scene, making room
For the souls of functions
The scent of secluded seductions
Some shapes of circulating forms
The taste for formulating lips
A feel of overflowing streams
Grabbing, touching firm whole points
Dreams of inhabited passages
All in the forest of our nativity
Rage baby, rage
