Saturday, August 2, 2008

DIPLOMACY

HERE STANDS A DOCUMENT...IT REACHES THE CLOUDS SO HIGH ..I CAN GRAB A HOLD OF IT... WHEN MY TINY LITTLE FINGAZ START TO DEVELOPE..THROUGH WEBS UNFOLDIN..I STRETCH THEM WIDE AND OPEN MY EYES 2 NUCLEUS..I GENERATE THE WISDOM...FORM ARTICULAR MOTIVES..I BUILD MOUNTAINS WITH MORE HILLS AND VALLEYS..WHERE..THEY COME ALIVE..SCOPING..LIKE A MICROSCOPE...IN CLOSE RAGE..MY IDOL WILL BECOME THE BEAUTY..THE STREAMS THAT RUNS THROW LIFE..LET AGED PRODIGY..I GROW WITH LOVE FOR MY COUNTRY..THE ROCK RESTORES WHAT TRANSFORMS ITSELF...BUILDS BRIDGES..I CROSS... I BECOME SHAPED AS DA KNIFE WHICH CARVES IT'S MEAT..WHAT DESIGNS A BEAUTIFUL IMAGE OF MAN...HIS BIRTH...HIS CULTURE..HIS BODYTYPE...I'LL BE STRONG...MIGHTY...FIT FOR SKYSCRAPERS AND MONUMENTS OF TOMBS IN EGYPT..THE SPHINX..THE SAND WHICH SCATTERS.. THE WIND THAT BLOWS I'LL CONTROL..WHILE LIVING..SPREADIN AMONGT THE CONCRETE LEVERAGE OF TIME...THE INNER SELFOF GROWIN..THE FOURTH GENERATION...WHERE YOUR WORLD LEFT U..A MINUTE 2 LIVE OR DIE B 4 A NEW IDEA BECOMES A SECOND..COMING TO SHATTER..WHAT EXPLOSE...CLOSE THE BOOK OF LONG DAYS AND NIGHTS..GIVEN BAC..WITHOUT A THANKYOU.."DA BLACKMAN"..WHILE YOUR WALLS PLEADS FOR MERCY..WHAT LOOKED AWAY WITH NO NAME OR CURRENCY..NO IDENTITY...NO DIPLOMACY...THANKS FOR NOTHING..DECLARATION.. OF MY IN-DEPENDENCE..WHILE WEBS OF FINGAZ..MADE 2 ORDER..LIVED DEATH WHILE MAMA WATCH...WHAT'S BLACK..BEAUTIFUL..BORN..GONE..WITHOUT SUBSTANCE OF LIFE WRITTEN.. I'M SIGNED WITH "INVISIBLE INK".."WHAT'S MY NAME"?...ASKED.."THEY PAUSED".. I THOUGHT SO...CREATE...

2 comments:

The Mad Dog said...

"MY IDOL WILL BECOME THE BEAUTY"

I love it!

Create said...

i'm so impressed...thanks