14 Mar 2007

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Reflections aka Mirrors Redux

(a re-imagining of Mirrors)

Fortune told like mirrors reflect
Life in continuance
Stuck in perpetual innocence
Without the benefits

Waters that flow
A rapid repetitiveness
Sea of life dying
From lack of intelligence

Drinking to sate
But that thirst he will never quench
As man drains the Gaia fountain
While searching for better gifts

Fortune like mirrors
Disguises benevolence
Or reveals his malevolence
True image is reticent

For the truth is three sided
Translucent and elegant
An illusion disguised
As a proof that’s Heaven sent

But the truth of the truth
Is that truth is irrelevant
A sickness man made
Who holds then the medicine

Connections like joints
Ties that bind us to all
Hidden strings pulled by hands
That the eye can’t behold

Hidden waves hidden ways
That you or I cannot control
Hidden grave called the flesh
Where laid to rest are our souls

For we can do nothing
But what we are told
So we swim and we drown
Or we drive and we fold

Or we fire reload
Our desire we grow
Or we falter and wither
Like a rose in the cold

Like deer in the headlights
Water to snow
Back to water then vapour
Then where do we go

Mirrors reflect
What our fortunes unfold
Or vice versa
We search for a reason to know

Of creation life’s sea
Cup the waters and drink it
What would you give up
For eternal damnation

Asked he who had
Taken for his occupation
The taking of lives
For no compensation

With soft susurrations
Seduced by the nascent
Designs of mankind
As a people or nation

This means they make vows
And pledges of sanction
Thus seeing false freedoms
Our eyes become vacant

We are as children
Still stumbling and naked
Our guardians party
While we get neglected

Fortune reflects
But the image mistaken
For mirrors show truths
Like a falsified statement

We are ephemeral
Skin deep epidermal
Made up of stars
Therefore we are eternal

Knowing all this
We still search for a kernel
Of wisdom of knowledge
We travel in circles

Fortune reflected
By mirrors of truth
Obtuse is the mind
Of those that accuse

Acute the design
Redefined in its prime
By presidents dead
Or by innocents dying

By spooks in the skies
By truth in the eyes
Of a child as he hears
How those truths turn to lies

Catch the wave baby
Bring truth to fight
So our troops then can see
How those truths are denied

Catch the wave baby
Go fishing in thought
Remembrance so deep
That past lives may get caught

Fortunes and mirrors
Reflect from far off
As the image gets closer
The meanings get lost

In winter we die
In the spring rose the corpse
Summer heat passion brings
Autumn preludes the frost

Caress wind and rain
And be unto yourself
A season and reason
Our freedoms need help

Mirrors and fortunes
And all is distortion
And all is in flux
So deception in motion

Its mental contortion
Their simple extortions
Trade life for illusion
A whole for a portion

Revenge is best served
Like meals to a coffin
Who eats when the corpse
Is feeding the corpses

Revenge is best served
When it’s chilled and it’s cold
Large bodies of ice
Moving shaping the world

Oyster the earth
Pressure I am the pearl
Coal turned diamond in rough
From concrete roses unfurled

Like straightening fetus
Escape from the curl
Escape from the body
The rigmarole

Like monkey to man
We escaped from the fold
Like the sifting of sands
We filtered our souls

Look to your hand
And see fortunes get told
Keep to the plan
And don’t fear the unknown

If a god is the writer
Then we are its poem
The world is its novel
Just one of it’s tomes

The title the volume
We struggle to know
We die in the effort
We stuttered our growth

Like the basic human reflex
To detect change and correct
All that is not themselves
So we just fake the effect

Arrogance like two dots
And one line can create
The human face without flesh
One circle contains and connects

Fortune told like mirrors reflect
Life in continuance
Stuck in perpetual innocence
Without the benefits

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Look to the flower
For it is a living metaphor
For all things

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9 Mar 2007

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The Response 2: Spirit of Light Heart of Dark

Spirit of Light Heart of Dark

Serenity obtained through reflection
Obscenities sustained by correction
Phallic imagery, erection

That means I stand up
To my enemies and questions
Battles may be fought
But the winner learns a lesson

The loser learns nothing but
To get a better weapon
So prepare for the double edge
Beware this insurrection

My challenger and friendly foe
You offer roses when the sword creates a better flow
Slice
Just to let you know

Slice
Here’s a cynics quote
“We are here for nothing”
Life just won’t let us go
Slice
Hope you understand

Slice
The light has darkened
Gray clouds won’t let it in
That’s where I’ve been hiding
In this darkness
Caused by things called man

If you’ve been blinded then
Slice
I’ll pull back your lids

Now see what comes
With open eyes
That you may better plan

Thrust
Such a tragic end

Thrust
Just to make sure that
In this end you comprehend

Thrust
Just because I can

I bleed the body wrap it twice
With flows that sting like desert winds
Unfold the soul with steady hands

My daughter
You may breathe again

Resurrection, that in death
You came to finally understand
– You cannot grow roses
They’re like hopes
They die in bitter sands

Glacier heart, I come with heat
Skoll and Hati chasing me
That is why they do not cross
Wolves like gods force them to flee

Thorns may prick but still I pick
Blood may drip but still I sit
Entwining blossoms in the thick-
Ness of her hair, she thinks me sick

Because the blood
Keeps mixing in
The moons harsh cycle
Causing it
We bleed in monthly increments
The rose that wilts
Will come again

Scalpel please
Incision made
I lay the rose
To rest in grave
I raise the sword
And clean the blade
I turn to go
She said to stay
I ask her why
She almost sang

“How quickly
Can you learn to love
And freely give it just the same?”

I’ve learned and given
I freely admit
That I’ve burned some bridges
And hurt some women

But when it’s all said and done
You learn by living
And then one day you die
That promise is a given

So what does that leave
Survive and be heartless
Sort of like the monsters and mobstas
Love turns intentions to carcass
Death and emotion like partners
They drown you in oceans of nonsense
So stay conscious, embrace hardness

The true spirit of light
Is a utter heart of darkness

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10 Dec 2006

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Final Notice

I saw Death caress the neck of her
The rest of her rest in peace within the sepulcher
“Love lost love gained,” sang the messenger
The one truth is that pain is the lecturer
Fame is the death of us

Chained to the nebula

Ocean deep is he who sees through the veil of us
But never takes it off

Laid upon a bed of myrrh
Stars flowing through my veins where the final war
Will be fought upon the plains of my darkest thoughts
“Make it stop,” screamed the child as his eyes watched on

But it did not; instead it fades into the final chorus
The final song the final days the final silent opus
The final grave the final night the final hocus pocus
Alakazam this final prayer is your final notice

So take heed

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8 Dec 2006

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The Speech

I’m tired in an empty seat
It’s full of me, but I’m dozing off
So I can’t see

I’d rather sleep
Instead of hearing
What you got to say

I wanna leave
Give me room
Let a person breathe

I’m suffering

Suffocating on the
Empty words

Distracted daze
Got me in a cage
Of passive verbs

Let me out
Let me live free
And be me

Let me eat
Let me practice
What I never preach

Let me breathe

Let me see what
I wanna see

Let me swim
Let me fly
Let my prescience seep
Into the sky

Let my roots
Sink forever deep

Let me drink
Let me die
A forever sleep

It get’s me high

When they talk about
What they don’t know

About my chance
About my fate
About where I can go

I wanna laugh
Wanna cry
Wanna cut the throat

Of the Man
Understand
This is how it goes

Let me live

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1 Dec 2006

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Likeness of Beauty (For Lilianne)

Likeness of beauty sculptured by god and placed before me
I rise to your light outstretch to your smile you grow in my mind I am lost in your cloud
Lioness on the prowl I am your prey and I pray in the night that you are my fate
Incite my insight with your beautiful ways that splash me like waves
And enrapture my gaze captured and trapped you torture with grace
Natural that I should write to the page then read it aloud to you right to your face
Notice your smile when I compliment taste you make me feel shy in a confident way
Evanesced from my dream when I wake to the day

Likeness of beauty sculptured by god and placed before me
Intoxicate thought with vapors that pour from your presence
Walked in your light fought the urge to be free
Trapped by my own moral standings my own comprehensions

So I ask the world to stand up and bear witness
To this kiss as it’s written and transferred from the pen
To your lips where it’s given

From the page to your neck to your hips
Where my lips may be pressed if not for
This page and this pen in my grasp

It’s a given that Heaven was smitten
Astonished that I found you living on Earth
When nothing but pain I was given since birth
But here you are dream come alive
From the seams I am ripped
And my dream never died
I can see that my dead hopes have risen

You and I verse and we are the word
You have given me something to feel
You are delight satisfaction unheard
Delivered from verse and made Real

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Plaintive Waters

Test the waters
The surface breaks
Ripples are the daughters
Of the stone as it sinks
Into the river

Reflections of vain beauty
Narcissus shivers
In the presence
Of detection of his sins
Making of him Man the Lesser

Manic depressive
To drown sinking stone
Return to the essence

Aphrodite born from the waves
Every mans mistress
Chasing her until the grave

Divination of the question
That is whispered to the air
And to the gods
There is no answer
And to man there is no reason

So he closes up his mind
And in his rhyme can be glimpsed
The query and the mystery
Of his lies to himself

Narcissus stares at a still pool
I am beautiful
Echoes through
The earths crusted womb

I am better
I am all the grace of symmetry
Set divinely in a face
Worth gazing at until
I turn to dust
When I decay

And it echoed through
The dust of which
All common man is made

And it echoed and it echoes
Until the silence takes its place

Suicidal stone being watched
As it sinks from the corner of
His eye as his vision slowly dies

There was a vision of the sky
As waves of sound traveled by
Through the cavern of his thought
With tantalizing throaty cries

I am beautiful
Waved the flower
I am all the grace of symmetry
Set divinely petaled face

Love me love me not
The maiden plucked
And beauty breaks

In the distance
Rippled daughters
Languid sighs
Bemoaning fathers fate

Symmetry set divinely
Floating circles in its wake
As it faded slowly
From her vision
With dying breath
The stone sank

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19 Nov 2006

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Nigger

I could almost
Taste
The word
Before it grew
From your lips
Like so much
Strange fruit

Made my mouth water

Yea, I’ve tasted
That bitterness before

On Southern plantations
And Northern courts

Well, you know where
You know why
I’m sure you
Already know
The story

Written in blood
Upon this
Nation’s subconscious

You define me
You put me
In a category
Not of my choosing

That word
Leaving your mouth
My prison
My class

My hoody
My hair
My music
My ass

My step and
My bop
My rhythm
My sass

My streets
My knowledge
My saxophone jazz

My rock and
My roll
My pants and
Their sag

My peoples
My hood
My niggas
My fam

So thank you
I said
Thanks for
Putting and
Keeping me in
My place
Right here
Where I belong

Nigger
Black
Fear Me
Like night
Fear Me
Like death

If that’s
What helps
You sleep

I’m all about
Helping out
Masta sah

Time ticks in between the cracks
Of my thoughts each second
Silent like dark, like the corpse
Of a man who had lived and
Had died lived the course
Of a life that he loved
But the love wandered lost
He was dark she was light
And their love traveled forth
Into Heaven into Hell like
A nihilistic force…

She broke the silence with
A withering look
Towards her father’s stern gaze

She leaned close and
Kissed me full on these lips
And I in a daze felt the pot melt away

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11 Nov 2006

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Except For Dreams

It’s so hard
To go forward
He said looking
Slightly to the sky
So hard to build

Easy to destroy

Why do you
Think that is
He asked me
Awaiting an answer
That he knew
I knew

A pause
As birds
Fly across
The sunlit
Skies screaming
Their freedom

Except for dreams
He said before
I could answer

Except for dreams

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20 Oct 2006

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Pen

A tear ruptures the frame
Individual reality screaming
Abstract enlightenment unworded
Expressionless it dwells within
Ripping through all thought
Until there is only

One

To share verbalize explain
To open perspective eye ear mind
End beliefs and believe anew

Mind out of time speaks to the next
Mouth piece of the brain
Salivating theories
That pool into words

Instrument of birth
Spilling life between the margins

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Excuses

Marriage of media to beast
Slave to foreign currencies
That wash ashore on native currents
Indigenous the waters
Extraterrestrial the life
That drinks of its body

“To live,” thus spake the parasite

Heliocentric view that we may see
Blinded by its looks
Literal interpretations
Of ancient fiction
Over wine laid on the backs
Of prostrate children

“To live,” thus spake the parasite

Fire from skies akin
To some ancient fulfillment
Arms racing like two hands
Moving forward to grasp the same things
Greedy to crush that which offends
The beholder’s eye

“To live,” thus spake the parasite

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Reflections aka Mirrors Redux

Reflections aka Mirrors Redux

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Final Notice

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Likeness of Beauty (For Lilianne)

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