Fortune.... when i have no gold...diamonds to spare my life 2 hold...what's valuable... living in wealth..had no rights...but...what becomes a greedy old fool...like ..when i searched all my life... become access....baggage...felt i'm allowed to mingle in high society...where diamonds and pearls speaks of mansions...expensives vacations...where plenty of room was available to splurge...without suffering...in da midst of being broke...or live in poverty...like victims of da holocust...where bodies lived like...decayed parasites...where hunger displayed..camps..slaughter houses... left for dead...burning bodies...their enemies were full of hatred..while on da other side of guilt...plays it's victims...keeps the world in da dark...defensless..weak...as it's control...bend down...your dirty...captivity.. u become da soil of yourself...rotten..beneath me... all human life...the tunnels...underground cells to hold your weight...where mercy screams 4 help...you lived as slavery's friend..your bound to sweat..like meat on a bbq pit...fry..roast...die...how can you stand..yourself... life...what pulls da cover over many a teardrop..left to parish from thirst..with no drink...what sheds..the flesh...brands your skin..like african american's ancestry...whips it's golden future..the minds of victory...comes as...Isreal's people are the signs of things to come ..the battle cries also in Jeruselum..where...not da only tribe in persuit of victory...where once diamonds and gold saw a way through lives...wearing riches..we all carry..what the lord once destroyed...humanity's poor white inmigrants....black..get back..people...tell me...whose world is this really...what time is it anyway...still poor...broke...white..black...and now..then some...you give money...prepare a home...cars...living expenses...for da new americans...foreign distrbutions...whatcha gonna do..whatcha gonna do...lifers

Today... i chose to take my ways and actions to counsel...have a talk with God ...become days fault 2 create.change...first ..i hate rainy days and mondays..going in2 tuesdays..that's my days off..i love to display train of thought...give my explanations to the spirit world...coz..for some reason...i can'r make others ..hear my voice...where cousel relates very well..so i arrange my daily routines...make a list of what ain't right...eliminate what stands in da way...say goodbye 4 now ...read my journal...have a talk with counsel...ask if this is what i'm about...the source knows what to do...it's his plan b4 you decide...i cry so much now...with joy and happiness...not pain and anguish...when your up against da wind...you flow... move swiftly..take a flight ..where heaven becomes da guide...don't b weary...don't be shy...just spread your arms open...glide..slide...strive...for da moment when...God gives you this day...to conquer a midway of fortune...carry yourself with ambition...keep da negative behind decisions...which breaks your concentration..i won't b thrown to difficulties...while becoming "create"..the spoken word opponent... who comes through..what greets my subtitles and scriptures of da bible...what our Lord has us to live by...take da time out...express your bible sense...i live by counsel's confidence...he reassures da obvious...where there is love..i stand 2 supply love...grab a hole of...who wants 2 give bac...looking 4 nothing in return..but...respect...if u live like that...what guards your life..creates 2 inspire...your desperate need...2 be supported.....by da powers that live in me...myself transgressions and thankful outcome...by da grace of our Lord and savior ...whom ever your title be..mines is ALI..GOD..DA magnifcent..Peace..poementry's Create

solar source

Though my heat exposure greets my warm composure...trickles theory..down my diamond cut defense..i reign superior..on top of...what trickle down deep...escapes the solar source of being in light..where i'm over expose 2...sun's access..i tint..off balance...circumference grabs eclipse..what takes over darkness..melts my soul...control inner circular motion..my breathe leaves...but exceeds what birth told earth..2 open..a fine woman..who knows indentity...moon takes affect on me...where reflections wears me..4 dimentional beings..what more can divided..can't be reliant...where i remain in blackness...where my dark self image is a shadow of substance...an illusion...where da moon knows no..solar eclipse...no sun no life..no fun..i'm done..but..u stay alive..through what's holds on 2 life's fun...darkness..becomes friends..what's similar 2 you.. poementry's CREATE

the blacker of my stone

the stone shone no image. while my insides tackle with fervor. the onyx, cut....with precision. turns ..waits... 4 sharp perception...willingness to participate above the bottom of the sun's shadow. the stone in turn, waits. i feel the heat, motion to my mind's body. take CONTROL, where i feel the stone's image emerge. i love, its global warming, my moon has no eclipse, heart...thunder, selfbattle, smothering my moon. who can breathe, when breath is not an option? the fun in livin' life, is not expecting the expected... it is... striving to exhale, when air collides with flesh of my lung. the fun is... ooohhhhh....hell yeah, findin' life! but sometimes i like... being defenseless. (above image...)

ndada and ndugu

What plays a force of habitation comes as being friends.. brings 2 a plantation...where i sing with grief..but wear joy..in times when u are near translation..where jungle breezes leads me bac 2 black awareness..i'm the forest..your my canvas..able to draw..civiliztion...where my love calls you..brillant..your calmness...sees a woman ...who feels your eyes...on an african continent..lost...where i come..lock away..you and i..completes foundation...i can't leave your side..my heat flows with excitment...u bring out da desire..where fires forms a beach on morocco's dawn..lays me down..keeps me warm.... da love for one..in poetics..dynamics..bio-rhythms..the chemitry..strong..capturess honesty...where da trip is unbelivable.. don't wanna end longevity...on land..where we meet palm trees and Katacomb leaves...i lie beyond evenings skies.. your in mind...thoughts are free from life on da other side of pain and heartache..united states..take me home with you..Africa....declare us as missing in action..cause love in poetry..motion magic..helps by a snap of da wrist ..a click of the fingertips...

Power 2 the People

You touched my heart... being... i too was a panther in da days... u didn't know this until now...power 2 da people.. my brothers..this liberation takes me bac to wearing my hair in an afro... keeping strong... wearing fist around da neck...slogans..ralleys rules to abide..in love with huey.. the organization in NY was so violent..getting thrown 2 da ground..fighting police brutality..taking control of blackness sure guarantees justice..where pigs unification kept us down...at the same token..our king huey maintained power up until his life was taken in...knowingly...through anything which forms da truth... where...we as african americans..had 2 be hosed...animal attacks..(DOGS) what signifies the battle cry..whether it..b...huey...malcolm...mlk.. medgar ever...or this poor 14 yr old emmitt till... earths soil from God's land restores life through history... my brother Huey had so much to bring to our society...as all of our lost generation of panthers did..but..life takes them out..where orginizations are forming..Again..with a new outlook..it ain't OVER..til it's over and done with...standing on sunshine..overlooking out..powers..the struggle lives on..my fist is what carries my struggle..i wear it with pride... now u know.. a woman of many means...my name was isis then... pharoah's wife...my husband... married april 5..74 your birth year.. my cypher. Power to the People

.twist and turns. runs free..waits 4 da beat break your body down. ..BREAK IT UP.. BREAK IT UP..BREAK IT UPPPPPPPP. cardboardboxhopBounce..rock...skate roll...bounce...rock...skate roll..outta door..in2 da street where da beat gets...lyrical the sound of urban radical..rhythm move..while spiral calibur retreats backflips it's opponent..da Blackness..so sweettttttt..u hear me...there's never not... a place in our history...we can't flex. .CAN U DIG IT....I

Failures; among what ruins our mind..is coming to a head... without restitution..clinica barbiuates finds you more warp then b4..bed rest calls you da calm before the storm effect...tranquilized..let the govt pay for it...but institutionalize what's not worth what u don't see..if u don't like self...this child lacks..what supervised lifestyle..da coming of whats don't matter...if u don't give a damn..what leaks...soon shall erupt...blows it's top...results..destruction fortifide with anxiety attacks....what aims to kill life...be calm..b cool..b have...don't act like a fool..oh yeah...how does this work..find yourself..be about what becomes you ...not be insisting..it's ok 2 die young..gifted...black by authority's dumb...life...that speaks..no way out...u listen...obey..give up..you look like a gal that gave somethin 4 free...you know what i mean..get it together sistah...your all used up..body as well as mind..both which controls.. da beauty of creativity...me