I hear my mother’s voice:
Full of trials and beliefs
It seeks to find me courage
For my now and my later days
It tells me though the waves are present
Do hold on for dare life, my boy
For after the rage and storm
The sun will find you strong and
bring you warmth for the rests of your days
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HER BEAUTY
I look at her eyes
Though she wears a glass
Through it I see her voice, her essence
That eternal touch
Subtle yet buoyant with love
As the white light bulb
places its rays on her face
Her glow picks up pace
And I’m left struck with a question
How can one as beautiful as her
keep getting more and more
enchanting by the ever growing second?
But with rapid blue, I realize
Hers is an infinite beauty
Full of combusting stars
All diamonds as they glide down
onto a bed of morning roses
Sparkles they are, effortless with grace
Showing all, that with beauty comes no time limit
A Talk with Alice Walker
Here in this room
Hearing her essence flow out
Keeps me fearless
Yet utterly hopeless
Though subtle, her voice
so strong fills the air up
Leaving me no space for pretence
That’s not Jesus, Its Jimi Hendrix
Hear the trees singing
Drifting on and on
Swaying, it’s a swirling frenzy
Out their roots, walking on foot
Yeah, it’s Jimi
Back again, with a hat full of leaves
Now ladies and hipsters alike
Here’s the man of the night
Set the fire up high
The clouds above
Full with souls of possibilities
Towers falling, anger recharged
Through the kite, I see
Hearts dance like salt to worms
Weird weird
Word to mouth, escalating to a crescendo
Yeah I’m back
Again with a preacher tongue
The sky’s falling
So fast, I’m digging a grave
To dissipate with the incoming grief
Weird weird
Word to mouth, escalating to a crescendo
Yeah I’m back again
At the turn of the century
Raging seas, bleeding ice
Paint red and it’s called bloody
Sounds forming, mouth watering
Eyes filtered, pouches replenishing
Mighty below, a fight’s about to come on
Understand, our world is a mess
Houses burning, all around us
It’s a mess, but I’m Jimi
Back again to relieve you from stress
GRAND FINALE: EARTH
Silence as the mourners pass through
Straight ahead a cross shines
Up in the sky, clouds all filled
Blasting loud; thunder strikes
Lighting closely behind
Below the mourners fill up the soil
Their tears before the rain drops
Who died? Who died?
Caskets fill up mid high
Some gold, others wood
The church bells ring in a distance
Horses slowly stride, the mourners behind
Look up again, the darkened sky
Listen once more, those bells cry like fallen angels
Yeah, yeah
Hell on earth, heaven ascended
The beasts roar encompasses the mind
All through the box and cube box
Silence is now the only revival
Silence away from hell bound melodies
The rapture abounds, all to be seen
On the throne rest the reflected light
Coated in gold alongside them false prophets
Salvation and peace removed
Replaced with diamonds and universal coins
The saving grace gone from our mind
Deceiving all with the reflecting trinity
That light that never passes through heart
That sound that brings eternal sleep
Dare sleep, and you may very well roast
Dare sleep, and you may very well die: soulless
Zoom in and be great
Get a grip and clear the smoke screen
The falsehood passed for childhood
Making the young thirst, the old bleed regret
So, remove panic, you never can know it all
But the book of eternal living is there for all
So no more blindness of mind
For the prince of skies has returned
Run and you might get caught empty
Fight and you might come out
with a thin thread called soul
*life, fin, Immortality
Knock Knock!
Who’s there?
GORILLA X
Back again, wiser
Older with a silver back
A trademark for no show
Slept on, but always repped for
A beast, a predator
Feeling myself like django
after the whips and chains
Now guess who’s back again?
Who’s back?
Guess who?
That’s right
GORILLA X
Battle Cries of Lost Dogs
Dog tags of lost ones
Laying eternal in this
sand storm called Sahara
Buried tears, heated bones
As the wind blows high
Hear the dead howl back words
Revenge on their tongues
As they walk back on sand
“There is war,” they cry
“There is a war going on”
A Conversation with an Apple
I hear it from the radio of now
From the cars on sale
Yes, hurry in, the zombies are coming
That’s what I see when an ad comes knocking at my door
Oh I see you, I say to it
I can clearly hear you, I continue
Come with me, just a little sprinkle, it whispers
Just a little bite, don’t worry debt is only for a second, it says
I know, you’re pretty, I tell it
But the things my pocket’s empty
Yeah dry, so dry it really sucks
So just go return to the darkness, I say
And let me count my losses
One, two, three
There goes the apple: running, when I collect back my stars
Resting State
When I’m gone
I’ll hear the sounds
Leaving earth alone
In my heaven I’ll rest
Away to the music of closed eyes
Vision gone, when I’m gone
A rebirth into my time
Oh when I’m gone
I’ll hear the cars down below
Never wishing to come back down
For my clock has only began
In my soul, I’ll awaken
Fading into my existence
Ring the bells, and tell my tale
Oh when I’m gone,
I’ll leave behind the pain of living
The sweetness of good living
Gone to taste the skies again
Filling the void with an aroma only the stars hold
When I’m gone, I’ll be gone
One and forever with my demise
Walls of the Benin Kingdom
Leave my walls alone
Take back your laws
Inside these walls
We stand: together
Your plans holds no ground here
Stop the tongue smiling,
We see your deceit;
Those eyes piled with bags of debts
