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...