Explosions, dismembering, beheading
All flashy and sensationalized
Cannibalism is extolled with a titanic congregation
Because it’s committed by the arbitrary good guys to be the hunters
To attack whatever prey is declared to be evil
Blood flows like rivers
At the sound of epic applause
Body counts become mathematics
By those regardless of royal or common stock
The arousal of wars, battles, scuffles, and everything in between
Is a symphony played worldwide
Maybe it’s like what Mariemaia said with history being an endless waltz
Yet the beat of peace is skipped or diminished
As millions suffer while other millions are orgiastic as the others get eliminated
Self-defense by the persecuted is villainous in the eyes of many.
There is a permanent underclass already declared by those with melanin
These targets are snuffed with impunity
As the congregation moans for more gore
Deception is an indirect form of violence
While there are no guns, fists, or bombs
There is cerebral assault to the minds of those subjugated
A perpetual scapegoat and prescribed lies are concocted
To keep the bloated pantheon appeased
The deities in the industrial machinated complex
Become hallowed by boots and bullets
Keeping the masses craving for more
As bodies drop
They thank the pantheon unseen
As those corpses didn’t look like their own
While those who resemble them
Project their internalized self-hatred
To be like the select
Giant steps forward
To break the shackles on me
Were quite gradual
People were scattered
Histories were forgotten
Traditions became erased
There was no resting
For those under oppression
Until they all remembered
Deified clones storm the way
At the altar of superficiality and petty fandom
The subterfuge from the creations of expensive gods
Becomes canonized into the minds and hearts of their deluded believers
The congregation bows to the duplicates
Without question or concern
Entertained by their subpar existences
Owed to others far greater than their mediocre lives
It’s time to silence the cacophony from this overpaid choir
There are those who want to expose every lie churned out
And to expose the real originals to drive the point home
What’s the matter?
Can’t handle the dosage of red pills and sodium amytal?
Woe to those who craft the precepts of denial
Ronnie Martin said it right when the good are starved
From decades of being forgotten
KRS-One was right. The thief is no greater than whom they steal from.
They will know their idols shall crumble
The true history shall appear
The clones will fall asunder at all costs
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Scar from The Lion King is property of Disney.
Three years going strong
Finding my obscured voice
Restoring my poetic touch
To my own surprise
I built up a skua
Despite identity crises
Finally, I have a tribe
You all stood beside me
As I reached a milestone
Nkama mibale (x4)
I told you I would do something after getting 200 followers on my blog. This is a brand new single for the occasion. It’s called Nkama Mibale or 200 for those that don’t know Lingala. This poem/song is free to download or you can pay what you want for it. Hope you enjoy it!
Truths and facts are omitted
Constructive thoughts negated
Through years of numbers and tests
Diminishing all learning
Selected and decided
As to what is correct
In false heroes’
Can you believe it? My biggest cell phone novel Hollandus Landing was first serialized 2 years ago on this blog. Time really does fly around here. 2017 was an important year for me as a writer because that was when I FINALLY decided to show some of my fiction projects after writing books and short […]