Saturday, August 2, 2008
GIVE ME YA LOVE/ HARLEM REINISSANCE
THE STREETS CARRIED A WATCH FULL OF WOMAN AND MEN ON HARLEM'S MAIN..FRAME..MY CHURCH CALLIN ME AMEN...MY SYMBOL OF LIBERTY ..MY FIST..MY COMMANDS..MY SPEECH...BY WAY OF ALL SOLDIERS IN BATTLE..ALL THE WARS FOUGHT...WHEN I ERUPTED..WHEN I GET TUFF..WHEN I SEE U BEAT DOWN MY DAUGHTERS..WHEN U BEAT DOWN MY WOMEN...WHEN ALI SAID..SALAM MALAKIM..WHERE SHABAZZ WAS MY CIRCLE..ON 125ST AND LENOX...WHEN NIGERIANS SOLD CREATIONS..BEADS..LUCKY BONES AND BANGLES..THE GHETTO OF HARLEM..THE TONE
OF CULTURE..THE SMILES OF BROTHAS..DA APOLLO THEATRE 2 SYLVIAS SOUL FOOD..WHERE I USED TO WORK AS A COOK..MY PRAYERS AT NOON..MY CYPHER..ELIJAH MOHAMMAD...UNTIL HE DIED...CLOSED AN ICON..ENDS MASONIC LITERATURE..CHOOSE A LIFE AS A MUSLIM'S WIFE...
STATED MY KORAN..WITH SILENCE AS MY MENTOR..I WORE A LONG DRESS..A TURBAN ON MY HEAD..I LIVED A SELAH LIFE...WITH NO CLOSE ASSOCIATED BUT ..MY FAMILY..THAT WAS SELAH..NO DRINKIN ..SMOKIN...THE TEMPLE WAS MY HOME..MY SOUL...BAC IN 96..HARLEM
MY RIDE TO SCHOOL EVERY DAY..AT THE HARLEM LIBRARY ON 135TH IN LENOX...WERE MY SISTAS AND BROTHAS AWARDED ME...FOR EXCELLENCE IN CREATING CHILDREN'S CRAFTS..WHERE I BECAME AN LICENSED CHILDCARE WORKER..FOR HEADSTART IN NYC...IN ALL I'VE HAD THREE OCCUPATIONS UNDER MY BELT..A SALON OWNER...A CHILDCARE WORKER.AND LAST BUT NOT LEASE..A COOK ..WHICH NOW MAKES 20 YEARS..IN ALL MY ENDEAVOURS OF LIFE..HARLEM TRAVELS WAS MY BEST EVER...I MET REAL CULTURE..ABSORBS KNOWLEDGE OF AFRICAN LIFESTYLES..LEARNED GOOD EATIN..THEY TAUGHT ME ABOUT BUFFALO MEAT..A FAVORITE OF AFRICANS...AND HOW 2 MAKE MONEY BEADS.."BONES"..AND WRAPS FOR MY HEAD..WHICH I LOVE..ALL THROUGH MY EXPERIENCES..I'VE BECOMES WHAT'S EXPECTED OF ME...A SISTAH WITH A NEW FOUND ADVENTURE...LEARNING HOW 2 ACKNOWLEDGE HARLEM BLUES AND MY COUSIN'S AWARD WINNING DINNER..AT THE COTTON CLUB..NOW THAT WAS RAGETYME..COOL..HARLEM..MY NYC...A PART OF CULTURE..WELL GROUNDED IN MY LIFE...CREATE
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...
Thursday, July 31, 2008
THE FLOW
WHAT WITHERS THE HEART FROM LOVE...DIGS INSIDE...TAKES WHAT FEELS IN DOVE
BUT...WHAT REMEDIES HOLD AS HATRED...FOLLOWS THE SOUL...CAPTURES WHAT' DEVINE.
RELIEVES TOMORROW'S DREAMS...LEAVES THE PAST BEHIND..LOOKS FORWARD...WHERE
MY LOVES FINDS...FOREVER...MAN..ONE WITH WOMAN..CALLED INFINITY...U..KNOWS NO TIME...GAVE ME COSMOS...HEAVEN WITH NO DEATH...FLOATIN...LIVES ETERNALLY YOURS..FLAGS ME DOWN...WHERE MY LIBERTIES TOUCH AND SUDDEN CRIES..HAS NO TEARS
LEFT..WIPES WHAT'S DRY..WITH TISSUES IN HAND..U...A LIFE..WHAT GROWS..ACHES
BEYOND UTOPIA...WHAT FLOWS..OUR LOVE..THE AQUENTICE..ME...CREATE
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
SWEPT ME... UNDER DA RUG..
I GOTTA A STORY..IT'S NOT GOOD...I SLEPT ON MY RUG...LEFT A STAIN..A RED TOILING
MISCHIEF OF CRUELTY..IT BLEW ME FROM INNER HOSTILITY...FOUGHT THE EVILS OF MAD
MAYHEM..TEARING UP CITY INSIDE FROM.. MYSELF BEING A TOPIC OF STINCH...SMELLIN A
NIEVE PERSON..BEATIN LIFE..WHAT WANTS 2 SEE ME DEAD AND GONE FROM RUGS..A PLACE I LIVE..WITH NO CARE 4 MY NOBLE EXCESSOR..DA KING..WHO DENIES ME SON..HE PRETENDS..
THE OWESOME GENE..LEAVES ME LEAD..ONE STONE TURNS IT'S CASTLE..LOOKS BENEATH
THE SHALLOW WEEDS I BREATHE..KEEPS IT'S SMOKE..THE ROYAL VANITIES OF NEW BIRTH..CLOTH IN RAGS AND SHARES NOTHING BUT SEEDS..THE DROPPINS..LEGIONS OF DA STORM
TORN..MY RUGS ARE IT'S CLOSURE AND MY FEET WEARS IT'S FABRIC..WEAVED...SOWED ..
MY LEGACY...A KNIGHT IN A MOAT..WITH AMNESIA...A MIND CROSSED..WITH NO HOME..SO BEAUTY MAKES IT'S WAY THROUGH...CAPTURES LOVE..SWEARS ME IN2 PRIZE POSSESION..I GRACE WHAT BECOMES BLOOD AND SPECTICLES...DANCE ..WHILE JESTERS LAUGH..PLAYS DA FOOL
LEFT ON DA KING..A NOTE THAT READS..HE IS THE SON OF MERCY...LEFT ON A RUG..WITH RED DEVISTATION..WOUNDED BY NEGLECT...FIND HIM YOUR LOVE AND KEEP HIM YOUR
CHILD...WHERE BITTERNESS GRIEVES IN POVERTY..FORGETS WHO IS LIFE AND HOW IT BECOMES
A CROWN..U KNEEL B4 LORD..WHAT LIFTS IT'S RUG 2 B FLESH..BLOOD..THE COLOR OF
KING SOLOMON...THE BIRTH OF SON..RESCUED..GLORIFIED...KNIGHT HIM..ANCESTOR..BLOOD RELATIVE...HIS MAJESTY..CREATE
A RACE IN TIME OF LOVE..SAVES NONE
YOU LOOK AT MY FACE EVERY MORNING..YOU KISS ME GOODBYE AND SAY..I LOVE YOU..
YOU HUG AND EMBRACE ME ..LIKE YOU CAN'T GET ENUFF OF THIS LADY...YOU SMILE..
LIKE A FINE WINE AND SONG...YOU LEAVE ME THINKING...I GOT IT GOING ON..U SAY
GOODBYE..HAVE A NICE DAY...I RESPOND..I LOVE YOU BABY..THE TEARS RUN DOWN
MY CHEEK...THINKIN ..HOW LUCKY AM I..HE'S MY ONE AND ONLY...I RESPECT OUR
FRIENDSHIP..UNTIL THE MOMENT WHEN... HE'LL BE MINE..OFFICIALLY...TRUE LOVE HAS
MADE IT'S WAY 2 HIM AND I...HE CALLS FROM WORK..WHAT DO WE WANT TODAY FOR
LUNCH...I'M NOT SURE..I HAD A LATE BREAKFAST..NOT HUNGRY...OK THEN..I'LL BE
LOOKIN FORWARD TO DINNER AT 6:OO..SHE GRINS..YEAH SWEETHEART...LIL DID HE KNOW...
ALL WHAT WAS SO IN 2 CLOSE CAPTIONS AND RATED PG17..SHE'S FEELIN A LITTLE FREAKY...
SO THE MIND STARTS PLAYIN WITH HER INCH..DA SCRATCH IS WEARIN HER THIN..HE STARTS
TO TWITCH..TURNS..LOOKS ANOTHER DIRECTION AT WOMAN..SHE GETS A PHONE CALL..IT'S NOT
HER MIDDAY 4PLAY LOVER...HE CALLS HER FROM WORK ONCE AGAIN..WHATCHA DOING!!..HE ASKED...SHE LAUGHS WITH HYSTERICS..OH NOTHING..JUST WATCHING A MOVIE...HE WANTS 2 HEAR HER MOAN..WHISPER SWEET NOTHINGS..IN HIS EAR...SHE RESPONDS...MMMM..AHH..IS THAT ENUFF FOR U MY DEAR?...HE SAYS..UH UH...I WANT MORE...SHE SPEAKS...WHY RIGHT NOW...HE REPLIES...IS THEIR SOMETHING WRONG?..WITH A SUSPICIOUS TONE..SHE SPEAKS...WHY U ASKING ME SO MUCH..HE ANSWERS..BECAUSE I'M RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER..AT THE STORE..BUYING SOME CONDOMS FOR TONIGHTS PERFORMANCE..SHE SAID..WHAT!!! AROUND THE CORNER...WHY U DIDN'T LET ME KNOW U WAS COMING HOME EARLY..HE SAID..I WANTED 2 SURPRISE YA..I TOOK THE REST OF DA DAY OFF..NOW WHILE..
HE'S ON THE PHONE..AT THE STORE..BUYING THEM COCKTAILS 4 6:00..HER BREAD HAS BEEN BUTTERED..SPREAD AND MERINATED..AS SHE SPEAKS..MEANWHILE..AS HIS ENGINE REVED UP..
HE PULLS DOWN DA BLOCK...MAKES THAT TURN..PARKS..GETS OUT DA CAR..AS SHE PEEKS THROUGH THE BLINDS..TO SEE IF DA COAST IS CLEAR...ONE PUTS THE KEY IN..WHILE THE OTHER GETS MIDDAY OUT..HER INCH IN TIME..SAVES HER..THE LOVE OF HER LIFE STEPS IN...SMILEN..WANTING SEXUAL HEALING...SHE SAYS..HONEY I'M TIRED FROM WORKING OUT..HE SNICKERS UNDERNEATH HIS BREATH...THOUGH U WAS SAVING THAT FOR US..SHE GOES TO HUG AND KISS HIM..STARES IN AMAZEMENT..ASK..WHAT IS THAT..SHE SAID..A STARTLED LOOK
COMES OVER HIS FACE...WHATCHA TALKING ABOUT..HE SAID..THAT MARK ON YOUR NECK..HE LOOKS AT HER..WITH SPEECHLESS EYES..OH I HAD AN ACCIDENT WHILE COMING HOME..A GUY WAS DRIVING FAST..SO I HAD 2 PUT MY FOOT ON DA BRAKES..MY NECK WENT IN2 THE STEERIN
WHEEL...DOES IT LOOK BAD HUN..SHE REPLIES..YEAH...A BLACK AND BLU MARK IS THERE..OMG..I DIDN'T KNOW..WELL I'M OK..I'LL TAKE CARE OF IT...NOW SHE'S SUSPICIOUS...WHATCHA THINK HAPPEN NEXT...I'LL TELL YA..THEY PLAYED RUSSIAN ROULETTE...LET THE GAMES BEGIN...LEFT THEIR DIRTY LAUNDRY...WHILE HANGIN OUT...KILLING TIME BY..ALLOWING HIMSELF TO GET SOM..ON THE ROAD 2 LOVE AND HAPPINESS..A DAY WITHOUT ONE ANOTHER..WHAT WENT WRONG...I DON'T KNOW...I NEVER CAPTURED GAME..A NAME CALLED..LOVE...IF U DON'T KNOW WHAT DA WORD MEANS...BEHIND DA DOOR..AROUND DA CORNER...DOWN DA BLOCK..WHERE U LIVE...TIMES UP..YOUR BUSTED...THERE'S NOTHING 2 SAVE..DA END JUSTIFIES..FINAL LOVE CALLS...CREATE
Sunday, July 27, 2008
THE MOST BEAUTIFULLEST THANG IN THIS WORLD
THE DAY WAKES UP WITH POSITIVE SMILES AND WARM HEARTS
WHEN THE DOORBELL RINGS AND YOU GO 2 FIND IT'S A BOUGUET OF FLOWERS
FROM YOUR SIGNIFICANT OTHER..SAYING...I LOVE U..THANKS FOR ANOTHER
YEAR OF SPLENDER IN DA GRASS..WHEN YOU FIND A 10 DOLLAR BILL ON THE
GROUND AND YOUR THE ONLY EYE WHO SEES IT....WHEN YOU MISSED THE BUS
FOR THE THIRD TIME THIS WEEK AND YOU RUN INTO A NEIGHBOR..WHO GIVES
U A LIFT...WHEN A LOVE MISTAKEN YOUR REASONS FOR NO VISIT AS
AN EXCUSE..DON'T BELIEVE...KNOWING...SHE/HE IS DA VERY 1 4 U.
WHEN A FRIEND OFFERS YOU A DINNER DATE...ALL EXPENSES PAID FOR YOUR
ENJOYMENT...WHEN..YOUR BILLS KEEPS YOU OUT OF REACH...THE PHONE IS
CUT OFF...YOUR CLOTHES ARE NOT UP TO PAR AND HAVE NOWHERE TO GO FOR
HELP...A LIGHT THAT SHINES..SUDDENLY CLEARS THE AIR...WHERE GOD APPEARS
IN THE SKY...WHERE ALL THINGS IN LIFE ARE TRIVAL...BUT TAKES U THROUGH
DIFFERENTUALS..THE CHANGES WE KNOW WELL...WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL..BY HOW U SEE IT...BECOME IT...LIVE IT..COMPLETE IT
CREATE...S T JORDAN...JUST THOUGHT I MENTION
Saturday, July 26, 2008
ENVELOPE
I'M INCAGED...I'M USED WHEN ...U WANNA SEND..LOVE LETTERS OF DA HEART...I'M CLOSE WHEN...IT'S A PRIVATE MATTER...I PUT MY HEART AND SOUL INTO ME..I READ WHAT SPELLS
LONESOME..I CAN TRAVEL IN DA USA OR I CAN GO OVER SEAS... A TROPICAL PARIDISE I BECOME...DA LINES WEARIN PAGES WITH..A LOT TO OFFER...SOMETIMES SAD..SOMETIMES..HAPPY
SOMETIMES MERRY..SOMETIMES WITHDRAWN...I SEND U SONGS OF MARY...WEAR GOD AS MY THEORY
OTHER TIMES I TALK WHEN NOT DELIVERED...A THOUGHT..A DREAM...A LIFE OF MANY FEELINS.
I WON'T BE QUOTED AS...A THING TO REMEMBER...SO I GET LOOKED AT...SMELL SENT I SMEARED ON PAPER...WHILE THE ENVELOPE CONCEALED...A WRITTEN STATEMENT...NO ONES WANTS TO READ..WHAT MY ENVELOPE LICK 2 MEND WANTS BEEN RIPED UP...THE ENVELOPE SENDS NO NOTHING BAC IN RETURN...WHAT HONORABLE MENTION SIGNS OFF...THE READER...THE WRITER...A LOVE ENDED..DA LETTER...WITH EYES CLOSED...NO INTEREST AT ALL..GOODBYE
WHAT'S MISSED...LOST IN DA MAIL...CREATE
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