Why am I a color..

full of lines in

midnight's..black

does one simplify tolerance

wore..out of what's mad inhibited..

what unjustifies rights..the asylum of

the underground tunnels where

my freedom

projects me as a future that still

holds me in bondage..

BUT..

what's technically is freedom..

bodies looking like a turbo galaxy

what finds I am cosmic..hard.

a universal atmosphere..what spans

a globe w/edges to bare..my

hardware stores it's

charcoal; a mainframe from beating

my soul as it's major

organs..a journey..

u had me 2 say, yes sir or madam..

where I take flight

of origins..not so sturdy..strong

built Solid..human.it's circle

of COLOR

inside out of Slave trades..

captured me,a limit 2 brightness

the portals which close me..

a figure of speech..hellhound..the chain

gang..Slavery..ur choice of who I be..

worth the powers arrived..Nubian..

Orders 2 obey..behind mental

burdens & cell blocks of clay ..

the mold..

where I shuffled my own

self anatomies bound and gagged...

The Last Black on EARTH

W/ NO WAY 2 Escape..What's been

Centuries old, Owners running

names..a darkness..a reflection feeling

out of salvation..

ships me..like metal of steel I wear

as the present..Ur own

worst enemy..a race in time..nobody

wanted 2 become a likeness of

what's a replica..looks Back..

as Truth..new & transformed ..your

Soul survivor..Light before darkness,

can't change..Brothery Love..

a Color Of

Hellhound Slavery..reversed..

energy..where we come NATURAL..

Real ..Mentally rearranged..talented

orbits w/ no chains

hung.. b tied ..a PRISONER..

bullgarity ..

ur LEADER..a future..Black in

Colors..where there was NO signs

that can't b..his Covered up..

hatred in denial of ..

RACISM..

cause by a malfunction..

does not..

COMPUTE..

Create..Sheila T Jordan