Against Basic Crap

Against Basic Crap ABCs sounding like crap Has become traps Reps with raps Props on pips crop circles emerge Diversions become avenues channelling existences Happenings ocurrences collusions...

Opening

Opening opening entering entreport teleporting within zones zoning out realms do change the spirit may remain bodies may shapeshift outer body experiences become the morm within revolutions and evolutions cutting distance beyond time transcending..

Earthstrong Zimbabwe

Rise up Zimbabwe Empress.. .Happy Earthstrong Blessings On Blessings Rise up Mi people Unless You are There As a people You Will never Be counted Or seen As a people Mi nah No lie Let it Run wild Like a wild fire First pon yard Reflect in order to flex I got dis I am no mess Lest you become A subject Of another man Run it I say it again Torch it up Rise up Zimbabwe Show me your flame

lost in verses

Verses within verses lost in verses rhythm and meter all lost choruses erased everything defaced mazes formed in phases becoming verses within each note

Lest you forgot

Tarred are your roads Rich and loving your Kingsman lives well lived all under one God why still live like creatures inhumane you have all become lest you forget we paid with our lives we deserve much more than all of you living like caricatures of the human spirit demons trapped in human souls... Lest you forget us at the rising of the morning sun and the setting of risen sun we are turning in the trenches across Normandy and beyond...where we are buried thats where we will lie...sticks, bones and stones the world is one damn cold place...mark my words the noose is the life you are all living... sleep some more

Will we ever rest

Decades came Years went by More decades Did pass us by Lest you forgot Decades became A century We still lie Embedded avae buried in cacoons Patriotic graves Lives never lived now only marked by what has become your new norms A threshold that now can only explain the decadence that crept from the abyss ... Will we ever rest..

the core in my mental

find me in the labo labouring on mental cores brewing flaws within my flow become pentameters yardsticks firing hoses ignighting explosions giving eruptions burning at the core my existence in all realms known.

Waiting for the midnight train

Steel determination chag on only to chag off bring back the swag that put some in chain gangs gotta lay the railway tracks the soothsayer, soujourner

in time i stood

in time i did, stand in all seasons that marked my days full of glamour and sorrow, weeping to bury all that i have been deadend, dying still in my infancy as a seed in warm and moist soil dying in decaying a decadence cascading in a new creation nothing equals what has been, the dna remains unchanged to contain the parameters and the variable that have become the integrals binary digits...ones and zeroes zeroing in, in ones found in origins

tick ticking on

... paces in minutes seconding minutely links connecting rods phases cycles tickling ticks ticking on becoming time in time you are here today and the next minute gone...

violin

violin ringing sounding waves did move as carols we sang whilst it snowed love brooding eggs cracking seasons yawning light is dawning fawning spawning a year is soon done and out in its place one stars and blinks the violin rings on sounding the waves singing carols each day under the sun

gaining weight

gaining weight losing weight weighing bridges lightening burdens murking waters moeras hives of activity unknows do rule supreme if you dare dive in upon starry darkening nights when evil shines

knocking time

seconds minutely pass minutes taking shape hours form in sequence days emerge the real and the unreal still need to be unmasked in all evolutions cycles that trap all and one living under the son

Binary futuristic visions

word in word out i did go out when i stayed in emotions ideas do rock in moments past that their quality and in numbers do nothing for souls when they feel much better than remaining in reactive spheres binary zones with compounding reactions that choke all ones within the phases and cycles of the moon that make rabbits chew carrots in anticipation of seeing futuristic gains and visions

JUSTICE CHIKANDAMINA: Homie I am Homeless

JUSTICE CHIKANDAMINA: Homie I am Homeless: Homie i am homeless Ditch the brotherly love We are not in Philly I gotta do me No need for anyone To do me I got It square and all Living i...

awakening deep desires

siring passion firing flames needing extinguishing chambers gallons of nectar intricate vibes curing intoxications ripeing seasons ushering unknowns welcoming futuristic manifestations defining axioms that made Solomon an orator i was born to feel and resurrect all emotions coined in the infancy of creation

Homie I am Homeless

Homie i am homeless Ditch the brotherly love We are not in Philly I gotta do me No need for anyone To do me I got It square and all Living in the concrete jungle Made my soul and heart cold No need to bring the heat Each time you think of a nipple or breast Unequaled are the seas i sail Countrywide and far The tide never got me tamed I am as rougher As a multiplicity Seven drunk sailors Lost in time Doing a pantomime Along the Severn ...thoughts create bubbles made of glamour.

let me move you

 let me move with words

to peel your insides

let me be the one to soothe

and caress all those 

no go areas

that long to be touched

let me seal it with a kiss

touching your body and soul

raising and awakening

your wholeness

the chambers

of love 

will glow in eternity

heavenly bound-astounding

 life oozing still within my veins

from the cradle to the grave

darkness has a habit

of encropping and encircling

all that is heavenly bound

drawing all life

back to the Maker of all things

anew as i dance in the wind

 dancing in the wind

let me take flight

carried within the stream

let me be all

i can be

to touch and nourish

all that celebrates

life

all becomes anew