Afro Blue

It seems like when the wind falls
The ground collides
Meshing together to form a sequence
But it’s all a dream
When paths cross
Like eternity we seem to forget our past
In our time, we thirst for a touch
Gathering moments, sparkles they are
Faces full of smiles, forming a crying gong
Two hoping to connect
Relieving their life before the end
These two go on
Through the phases with a hold
They overcome and fight
Breaking their limbs
Crawling when hearts shatter
To pieces on ground
Guess our ways are the same
Too alike, but needed
In transgressions we’ll find redemption

Sibling Rivalry

It’s all in the blood
Pushed into the ring
Sweat pouring, jabs flung out
In a circle of hate
There’s a divide
In the eyes, when we look
There’s a union in the color
But why the confusion brother?
When there’s a reunion awaiting
Our cups have runneth over
Still the bridge is broken
As we walk, our sorrows pile up
Boxed into a circle
A ring of fire
Can’t you see drift?
The rift placed on us

Lately, the vex has subsided
Our time, to move out from the ring
Put down our gloves
In comfort, we’ll find the courage
In community, we’ll find the urge
To move on, past the vices that push us against each other

Through Time

DSC_0033

I feel like I was born in the days of old
Days of old, times of blue smoke
Skies with colors
Humans with terror
Selling souls, market things
I feel like I was a man, sitting by the road
With a placard saying, “bring back my soul”
Horses galloping by, dust blinding eyes

I feel like an incarnation of a past prophet
One with a robe marred with blood
Back from the aftermath of a beat down
Knowing all I did was to tell what I saw
Walking in the night
With a tobacco in hand
A flask full of water
Wishing my tongue had never existed

I feel like I met an angel by the stream
Her hair black with the sun
Her eyes sparkling as the moon
Music flowing as her mouth opens up
She, turning the wheels of life
Around her hands go
Humanity lost deep down in the well

I am a man of many days, I know
Of age and full with youth
Divided but ever growing
I walk through time
With a vision of both
I am here
With a voice of the way
The wind as my theme
I am the child of earth
To be eternal
I will keep the pace
Till I revisit the angel by the stream

Nas & Damian Marley – Leaders

look into the mirror and see the factory