ACROBATIC RHYTHMS

ACROBATIC RHYTHMS

Acrobatic rhythms
thoughts of he and she
dressed in shirts and jeans
taking it all back
to a past time capsule
days of Eve and Adam
dressed in natural skin
praying 
that the will
 be done
set things into motion
passion and emotions
became raised
seeds of love germinated
that sprouted in the royal seed
crop circles birthing
Abrahamic souls
Ruth, Ester
David and Solomon
lost in verses
birthed acrobatic rhythms!

When the fire came

When the fire came
nothing in its path was spared
walls within the kingdom did crumble
souls died, souls became humble
all they had known was no more
everything was reduced to ashes
and yet from the ashes of Babylon
that which once stood must be rebuild
with the right minds and right hearts
wisdom does save the days and reign
as rainy showers fall ashes remain no more
the pain and the past will be buried
with the soil no longer tainted
there will be more aeration in granules
when the time is right, light will seep through
even darkness does appreciate light
otherwise it will be lost forever in some abyss
with light seeping through the seams and pages
the time will dawn to rebuild the kingdom!

Can we pour out liquor for all those no more

Can we pour out liquor
for all those no more
souls who soldiered on
dying on the grind
pushing on ideals
for greater causes
to shade light on
on past injustices, inequalities
isms dressed in dirty rags
mind control schizms
injecting lethal poison
forever to be with us
no wonder why the world
now bleeds with twisted vibes
instead of progressing
there is regressing
no wonder why the society
got cavities in its fabric
the world is more richer
with new minerals
and new technologies
and yet it is poor
house foreclosures
job losses
loss of salaries
more conflicts
straining relationships
leading to abuses
leaving some faces
with distortions
needing rearranging surgeries
breaking apart spouses
sinking down families
with zero chances
of resurrections
leading to more kids
living on the streets
the thugs and the gangs
become the foster parents
pushing innocent lives
to survive on crumbs
drug pushings
highs and lows projectiles
birthing zombies
with syringe injections
across the badlands
in the richest lands
this shit right here
is real but never will it
appear on BBC, CBS or CNN
they got their ABC priorities
wrong making one wonder
if the people
who run these networks
were hit on their heads
with woks
who knows
they are byproducts
of the systems
they distance themselves
from in the name of JUSTICE
and all, but hey thats just them
they are too lame
even Lady Liberty weeps
she knows
thats why she suffers
from headaches and all types of depressions
only way to restore her would be a fresh set of glasses
wait a minute for special and powerful lenses
are yet to be invented....
Arrest my case, no peace, i take my peace
i am out, just like that KABOOM

The season is coming that was spoken of

The season is coming
that was spoken of
in ancient times
the time is near
the path is clear
hearts not dear
Cain kills Abel
over and over
still nothing
is understood
of paths souls
dare to travel on
instead of
covering up
more skin
will be exposed
no wonder why
there is blood
in the water
that we drink
poison in air
that we breathe
parents will
kill that which
they birthed
kids will kill
their parents
as the world flips
on its back
nothing
makes sense more
instead of freedom
people will choose captivity
instead of fighting for peace
there will be looking for wars
in order to rule
they may kill
their own
and then
knowing
that some minds
are corrupted
they let them
have democracy
knowing most
are mind controlled
with tainted lungs
most will become crazy
if you think i am lying
watch now
switch on
that box
or access that hub
of information
in accessing
and exercising your right
to information
you are actually
losing it and most
of your freedoms
you whereabouts
are pinned down
on some pie chart
in the sky
whilst the country
is busy
sipping coffee
tea or who knows what
as it has to choose
its future leaders
using the new world order
criteria
pick one of the evils
to save us from seeing day!

I have my Jesus' Pieces!!!

In search of thy kingdom come
let your heart not be troubled
it ain't gonna be peace be still
no walking on water
Jesus weeping
seek thy kingdom
and the rest will follow
i feel like a caged bird
that has long forgotten to chirp
pieces of thoughts
flood my mental core
i bleed verses
i have never been to Jerusalem
my birthright
was not a matter of choice
i erase my race
that way i am not confined to my race
blood of slaves
blood of kings and queens
beyond Egypt and Cush
i remain standing
though i have known
of the sandman
i am still dancing to his vibes
i will resurrect moments
here and there
when my spirit was trapped
in realms beyond callings
as if it was chasing goose hunt
with my body aching in pains
i plunged into hades
all darkness before me
i have become
a somnambulist
deadman walking
ain't see nothing
i will say my Hail Mary's
as long as i have my Jesus' Pieces!!!

Deep Space

Gorges will always be there
For those
Prepared to discover
That each star
Longs to be born
In parallel galaxies
Known to mankind
Where supernovas
Rule supreme
Beyond time
And all dimensions
Within the sublime
Cosmical circles
That may resemble
Manholes
In time becoming
Blackholes
That may submerge
Flagships
In the deepest space
Imaginable...