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You Give The Mind Liberty Or You Give The Body Death
The echoes of my mind unto rainbows softly unfurls
Soaring within the firmaments of His covenant as a peaceful bird
I like it so much better up here
No more pain, and no more tears
Revelation twenty-one verse four
The moon is where my Chakras takes me too when I need peace to seep from my pores
Stirring down below
Hades, carnage, political corruption daily blows
Breathe clean air the spirit of the soul live
Respire on bad Karma history does not forgive
Will our hopes and dreams become brighter
No, you either a sinker or be a fighter
Citizens holding on to their guns even tighter
Think about it, it’s no surprise
You will come to realize
These are words from the intellect of the wise
No Civil Rights shoulders to lean on
Yet, we continue to pray for peace, mend gaps to define a unified worldly song
Who really in this day gets alone
Beauty is beauty, ugly speaks from the valley of the dry bones
The mirror and our reflections of hatred sends us past too far gone
Inner cities, bullets keep flying
Tears shed over open caskets, generations crying
Handcuffed, no diploma, five to nine for senseless crime
Court, sentenced, extensive jail time
Corporate stocks escalating, it’s a business on taxpayers’ dime
Privately owned institutions, bail bonds warring for your fines
Incorporated fear factors off the impoverished, yet, financially customized
A vessel stands in a jailed suit, numbered within the system, collect phone calls, stamped letters, to the dollar all itemized
It all appears fair seeming to the eyes and legitimized
Bullied, kindred spirit, lives self-euthanized online, memories silently snuffed
Political ramifications, gun agendas, immigration reform, no more on the up and up
Peace has rapidly decreased
How many people in your six feet space, overpopulated by races, how many souls' inhabitant, how many have the census reached
Toxic air from out the mouths of spiritual leaders, released
We give our tidings for our sacred remembrance, our blessings still on layaway
How long must the meek continue to wait
Marches for gender inequality for all to understand, beautiful voices heard in union, compassion for all to see, a cause to believe
On the down low, self-voraciousness to others loudly speaks,
Screaming to the masses, I’m different, accept thee, yet, politicians have mandated terms to denounce your notations, liberating their beliefs, as within society they begin to self-grieve
Walking miles in anyone’s shoes, is not part of the golden rule
In this life, you are the teacher, the student, life is played with intellectual tools
Dream Weaver softly bask me in your morning light
Where my echoes fornicate the minds throughout the night
Allow the ancestors from the Motherland to bridge my hands
Their sacred fortitude to carry me over the Nile, yonder past the Blue Lagoon
My heart embedded in the now while listening to the sounds of Heaven’s Bassoon
The Democratic, the Republican agenda, the 2025 plan, adopted within this world shall be the downfall of humanity's last laugh
Racist injustice wrath in their wicked path
Will we surpass chemical warfare agents to make nations tolerable, when interacting among each other was at one time in life, great
That concept to demoralize a country was never defined, a hidden agenda to put millions out of jobs at any rate
It was just an incoming political party switch and bait
Society does not have time to swallow its pride
Observers are already masked up as Big Brother with unscrupulous prying eyes
Life has finally caught up with the intangible imagination of art, now, the machines run the world hosted by AI
Robotic existence, a Hollywood cloned lifestyle
Sigh on the dotted line, we can freeze and preserve your existence for a little while
Manmade bioengineered food
Allow the growth in lab petri dishes approved by the FDA behind corporations to sell it to the poverty stricken, driven by greed, tailored to any consumers' mood
Segregate and now depopulate the world, the elite’s agenda, carried out, non-negotiable, as only the prominent could
Who cares for them as souls stand in long lines to a path of soup kitchens, the homeless sleeping on infested cots,
Life hanging in the balance from the neck down, what era is this, and no its not Salam Lot
Is there a savior on the other side, the rope pulled tight, legs dangling for a better life, a body here today, soulful confessions answered by an unknown salvation, gone today by a Gordian Knot
Earning a living, enslaved to a computer, daily manifestations inscriptions through gigabytes, live the empowerment of livelihoods realistically illustrated through social media, whereas, the intellect becomes distorted, in the hindrance of its own lost cause, its own plight
No time to pause in truth, life is played out before the witness of masses, all the questions asked, strange as it may appear, no one seems to provide the whys
Close your eyes, inhale, exhale, meditate oh yes, those incantations do softly rain from the skies
As the femininity movement is to bond, we are the tenderest ruler of the world, what have you done for yourself to contribute to the doctrine of your own creed, other than offering a sisterhood of shame festered with forefathers' lies
A blind man can speak his words telling the way he feels
The cosmic teaches and prepares us to reach, it is thy will
That inference with divine interaction occurs when chagrined hearts, gives authority to the mind to steal or kill
I have heard the laughter in celebration, welcomed breaths of life among the cosmic
A blessed invocation to always hear that first earthly cry, your soul is now in it
Let the passage from the womb of a child always be looked upon as a gift
Feed his/her cognitive awareness with the necessities of survival as to the way to go when their mind begins to gravitate towed hate when it drifts
Is there a difference of perceptions, conceptions, the sacred truth is never unbalanced in black and white
There is only one way to fly a kite
And that is up as you let the wind course its ascending sails
I am the light and the darkness I do not dwell
However, within us all there is a scent of Heaven and the stench of Hell
My eyes have seen the coming of this world’s beautiful creation, encased in vileness of emancipation’s glory
Allow Mother Nature’s growth by the deeds of my embedded sacred seeds I sow in fertile land reap of my presence and tell of my ancestral stories
Far and wide across the great divine someone takes the steps and create his or her own self purgatory
Tainted water infused with fluoride and dangerous levels of lead
Have we come this far, I nightly asked on my knees, where does it all end, as to the Creator I silently beg
Shalom
Soaring within the firmaments of His covenant as a peaceful bird
I like it so much better up here
No more pain, and no more tears
Revelation twenty-one verse four
The moon is where my Chakras takes me too when I need peace to seep from my pores
Stirring down below
Hades, carnage, political corruption daily blows
Breathe clean air the spirit of the soul live
Respire on bad Karma history does not forgive
Will our hopes and dreams become brighter
No, you either a sinker or be a fighter
Citizens holding on to their guns even tighter
Think about it, it’s no surprise
You will come to realize
These are words from the intellect of the wise
No Civil Rights shoulders to lean on
Yet, we continue to pray for peace, mend gaps to define a unified worldly song
Who really in this day gets alone
Beauty is beauty, ugly speaks from the valley of the dry bones
The mirror and our reflections of hatred sends us past too far gone
Inner cities, bullets keep flying
Tears shed over open caskets, generations crying
Handcuffed, no diploma, five to nine for senseless crime
Court, sentenced, extensive jail time
Corporate stocks escalating, it’s a business on taxpayers’ dime
Privately owned institutions, bail bonds warring for your fines
Incorporated fear factors off the impoverished, yet, financially customized
A vessel stands in a jailed suit, numbered within the system, collect phone calls, stamped letters, to the dollar all itemized
It all appears fair seeming to the eyes and legitimized
Bullied, kindred spirit, lives self-euthanized online, memories silently snuffed
Political ramifications, gun agendas, immigration reform, no more on the up and up
Peace has rapidly decreased
How many people in your six feet space, overpopulated by races, how many souls' inhabitant, how many have the census reached
Toxic air from out the mouths of spiritual leaders, released
We give our tidings for our sacred remembrance, our blessings still on layaway
How long must the meek continue to wait
Marches for gender inequality for all to understand, beautiful voices heard in union, compassion for all to see, a cause to believe
On the down low, self-voraciousness to others loudly speaks,
Screaming to the masses, I’m different, accept thee, yet, politicians have mandated terms to denounce your notations, liberating their beliefs, as within society they begin to self-grieve
Walking miles in anyone’s shoes, is not part of the golden rule
In this life, you are the teacher, the student, life is played with intellectual tools
Dream Weaver softly bask me in your morning light
Where my echoes fornicate the minds throughout the night
Allow the ancestors from the Motherland to bridge my hands
Their sacred fortitude to carry me over the Nile, yonder past the Blue Lagoon
My heart embedded in the now while listening to the sounds of Heaven’s Bassoon
The Democratic, the Republican agenda, the 2025 plan, adopted within this world shall be the downfall of humanity's last laugh
Racist injustice wrath in their wicked path
Will we surpass chemical warfare agents to make nations tolerable, when interacting among each other was at one time in life, great
That concept to demoralize a country was never defined, a hidden agenda to put millions out of jobs at any rate
It was just an incoming political party switch and bait
Society does not have time to swallow its pride
Observers are already masked up as Big Brother with unscrupulous prying eyes
Life has finally caught up with the intangible imagination of art, now, the machines run the world hosted by AI
Robotic existence, a Hollywood cloned lifestyle
Sigh on the dotted line, we can freeze and preserve your existence for a little while
Manmade bioengineered food
Allow the growth in lab petri dishes approved by the FDA behind corporations to sell it to the poverty stricken, driven by greed, tailored to any consumers' mood
Segregate and now depopulate the world, the elite’s agenda, carried out, non-negotiable, as only the prominent could
Who cares for them as souls stand in long lines to a path of soup kitchens, the homeless sleeping on infested cots,
Life hanging in the balance from the neck down, what era is this, and no its not Salam Lot
Is there a savior on the other side, the rope pulled tight, legs dangling for a better life, a body here today, soulful confessions answered by an unknown salvation, gone today by a Gordian Knot
Earning a living, enslaved to a computer, daily manifestations inscriptions through gigabytes, live the empowerment of livelihoods realistically illustrated through social media, whereas, the intellect becomes distorted, in the hindrance of its own lost cause, its own plight
No time to pause in truth, life is played out before the witness of masses, all the questions asked, strange as it may appear, no one seems to provide the whys
Close your eyes, inhale, exhale, meditate oh yes, those incantations do softly rain from the skies
As the femininity movement is to bond, we are the tenderest ruler of the world, what have you done for yourself to contribute to the doctrine of your own creed, other than offering a sisterhood of shame festered with forefathers' lies
A blind man can speak his words telling the way he feels
The cosmic teaches and prepares us to reach, it is thy will
That inference with divine interaction occurs when chagrined hearts, gives authority to the mind to steal or kill
I have heard the laughter in celebration, welcomed breaths of life among the cosmic
A blessed invocation to always hear that first earthly cry, your soul is now in it
Let the passage from the womb of a child always be looked upon as a gift
Feed his/her cognitive awareness with the necessities of survival as to the way to go when their mind begins to gravitate towed hate when it drifts
Is there a difference of perceptions, conceptions, the sacred truth is never unbalanced in black and white
There is only one way to fly a kite
And that is up as you let the wind course its ascending sails
I am the light and the darkness I do not dwell
However, within us all there is a scent of Heaven and the stench of Hell
My eyes have seen the coming of this world’s beautiful creation, encased in vileness of emancipation’s glory
Allow Mother Nature’s growth by the deeds of my embedded sacred seeds I sow in fertile land reap of my presence and tell of my ancestral stories
Far and wide across the great divine someone takes the steps and create his or her own self purgatory
Tainted water infused with fluoride and dangerous levels of lead
Have we come this far, I nightly asked on my knees, where does it all end, as to the Creator I silently beg
Shalom
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