Wednesday, April 30, 2008

lust vs knowledgept pt II

LANNIE..U REALLY NEED TO READ THE 4TH ONE AGAIN ..IF U HAVEN'T ..THEN GO THROUGH IT ONCE MORE...SHEILA...CREATE...YOUR PARTNER

Monday, April 28, 2008

violence among us

You smack me..i make attempts to retailiate...what targets becomes da enemy to affect
mind gets so upset..chase what aims...to manifest my soul's confidence..the blood sheds
the fights begin..your destint to greet hatred with a fine tooth comb..but grabs at your hair..rips
out follicles..from your skull.. you believe it's just a phase..gets angry..goes away eventually.
but when eyes get wild..shows ...your a ticking time bomb...human nature..leaps..attacks..my
heart.. has it's moments..when your patience wears thin...becomes violence...goes away4 a minute...where love tells you...i do love you... a red signal lights up...beats da hell outta simple explanations...you try to see..eye 2 eye...hug...kiss and make up...but..when your back is turned...violence rears it's ugly head...thoughts break...hands become da fist...destroys a heart with tender moments... tries 2 save the relationships..have u ever wondered why it's a household dilemma to crave for attention...where violence.becomes defense...when you ears can't stand da voice of reason...you shake..shiver...break an objects of forgiveness...instead...lies down..plays dead scared.. your nerves become bottling...you try to leave...run...hide...when the time is right...where do u go...what do u do...after love cries...when violence spills da beans...goes for da jugular...slits your throat...one last breath...forgets...life is but one minute alive...while death...ends violence your over...said and done..think...violence wins da battle...damindspases..when will u come 2 your senses....wake up..the enemy become life...u ...da victims...who... u loved... that's scary...impulse...Create

Friday, April 25, 2008

aquitted

Da damage has been done...why does my son have no life to represent justice
WHAT IS ..SHAWN BELL.....DA VERDICT... the police have won again...once more our falling heros are left to parrish..in life their precious...in death their defenseless...did i hear you say..my brotha..defense is da way 2 leave...become absent...while justice...leaves no prisoners free from death and da penalties
were outrageous...no police has da right to .take a life 50 gunshots from getting married ..with a wife and 2 babies..knowiing no daddy....watch what happens... pleazzzzz...i'm devasted
Lannie... SHAWN BELL WAS FROM MY AREA..HIS WIFE NEVER HAD A WEDDING...SHE HAD A FUNERAL...POLICE BRUTALITY STILL LIVES IN OUR SOCIETY...PIGS WILL SQUEAL...DOGS APPERHEND HUMAN BEINGS FOR PIGS PROTECTION.. AIN'T THAT A BITCH...NO JUSTICE..
NO PEACE..CAN'T SAY PEACE..HOMIE..I'M BEND RIGHT NOW..PRAY FOR OUR PEOPLE..SHEILA

Too sweet2 be buzy

she greets the dawn ... taughty flava...stone cold...the type of woman men favor...dress to impress da native sun..dark as black..you know
brothas...with a cunning stature...slim and eazy going... moves
her flesh...shakes her body...juggles...like jello...she melts da man's deck's
starity..you know...his wand...pressed against formality...the ride becomes bumpy...da ass becomes company...where she get 2 ride da waves.. da performer..DASTERLY hits this lady...smoothe like silk...charms d man right out of their body works...a fenfete...cossing motion..does a dance..under sheets...slow and sensual...her kiss...devours mental state...her love wears
no meaning...eyes wears no demeanor...class is off season...life carries her
weapon of teazin..gets a kick out of pleazin..money...with diamond as her nickname...cuts da pockets of hip hop wanna bes... plays ya blind..wanna know...what time it is..betta ask somebody...it's your...close association..neighbor.. so call friends....staring...scoring...touchin..your body
watch yourself..or you'll be liftin what games da playa...under his game...do
u wanna go home...don't wear da fragrance...smell yourself.. before da erge
2 get..summer madness..it's in season..when you become the gift...wrap that present..save yourself....Create

teardrop metropolis

body makes up my nature..what rains on my parade...what falls all day in2
night...where pain invites life...where i make da population of humanity
drown..keeps it moving..where love comes calling...my sanity breaks
it's cycle of decision..some cold and honory..some weak and falsely accused...
i can't be muddy waters..a name with title..sings...rain on me..when i make up this liquid sensation...i cry...and cry and cry...don't know why my
oxygen is fading...like a fountain...to drink life away from love's ending.
how do i survive constant water falls...what saves my soul..but at the same time...dehaydrates...i.. da streams of manner...98.6..h2o...da flower reformer..the earth's green fertilizers helper..cleans...terminates what's choosen moments in search 2 find happiness...but until then ..i cry me a river
while my heart has no fluid...eyes are dry...wilted...what does this occassion
mean...when waters breathes a sigh of relief...but cries my last cry...where do i go...after all this...teardrops...continues 2 rain in da city..where it sleeps..afraid 2 die...without love for my body...without...da drink...without..self drought...arrive...as a bottle of water...sodium free..not excepting...outside help...all natural...being turned away...life ends...love...calls...whats wet...linkage..coming 2 a close...as a result...prunes are outta season..dry..still
can be loved...in teardrop metropolis..NYC..Create

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

cypher

A close bond...da terms of life being in isis arms..where doors once exposed charm... slammed by..one heart with no return..what translates my burning sacrifice to yearn for king in outter space..what breaks the cycle of loves
place..where eyes were looking elsewhere..when heat drove a woman's body
like the fires of hell..wearing brimstone...feeling no pain..nor regrets of sins
though she knew what the consequences were..fire..brimstone..burned inside her being..that first kiss behind his fleeing...now i'm lost..without a king...so i ripped my clothes off...bound down before counsel..2 explain my actions..
judgement ask...i reap...i cry..i want forgiveness...stand before reasons wrong
taught myself to be strong...while jury find a verdict...let her lie before dogs..where respect has no common cause..to except bigotry...sneaks around
to play with da enemy...my brothers keeper..she made her choice...her love for him..even at the hour of death...i want not...believe not...care not...conceal not
2 my counsel...what was once da atonement...laced itself..a whoa...disgraced
his manhood...release verses of matrimony...i live..he dies....she loves me from earth's emotions...but...she gave her soul...decides...it's death..she dies..
where da lyrics..said..divorce...nothing left...the wedding is over..heaven for a sistah...finds him..da mistake...she gave her life to cypher seed..huey...broke my wife's heart...never had a chance in hell or heaven...he wanted power..rights
to build denomination...black liberators..unify love through a commom bond..love has it's closed chapters...but i still follow him ..in my life...sexual contact was earned...made me his queen forever..his first..was my dream..his life ..i pretend..to be..his wife...where my husband married space and intime..remarried 2 another name sistah gensis..da beginning.....was actually
friends with me...da moral...one good turn..deserves another facelift..so i turned and walked away single..in love with death...silence..draws..what was caught...da end..the only memory remains is..Shatika..my life..our child..now a
grown woman..with her family..liberated seek with thoughts of black panthers..brings up da pass of her dad..being in da struggle..not knowing
who huey was..just history in a baby stroller..while marching to war..still standing..mom by her side...a graduate of black arts..CITY COLLEGE OF NY
where she played a sistah on stage from da black panther moments..i was very pride of her..her fist stood high..like mines..her legacy..wears our history..my oldest...wonderful performer..an arts major...my son.. an arts major..2 gifts with talent..approaches life..knowing who they are..an ex panther..in love with da dream...CREATE

when cycles lives out of it's past..future remains ..repeats..tupac...huey....malcolm...
martin luther k...and da beat goes on..and on...and on...

Sunday, April 13, 2008

wideeyecannibal..storm trooper..da moneymaker

life goes on..where i'm captivated as as statistic...one..who had a war...and war was gun..i fire with force..where anger disrupts my train of thought...where i had no fun...but smiled making that dough...i am my own weapon when it comes 2 survival...where...da suns only on population who freed imagination..but..i'm ds truth..the light...came home..after given another chance to see light forms inside my selfish anatomy...if there's a place ..where i was planned virtuious
i would have thought again in da process of eliminating...taking a war to far for complexity 2 raise up...aim at my people...while man dress in blue..challenged my pain..to whined up a convict...my game is non-existenct..today..but my soul
holds da memory of rate...i stand here ..a man ...not a juvenile delinquent..strong..ambitious...able to fight what has been..for this..i have only one wish..through trial and error...there is a man upstairs..who came as my second chance...now i livin ..where chance gives me a home..happy..i thank you..i'm a changed individual...time begins with where i was to where i'm going
hell reaks..but heaven hold a place for a thug wearing his black skin....fresh...clean...open...where i live..da beginning..