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