Black Thoughts

Black Thoughts

I'm ingesting bullshit in my stomach
Until I vomit up the truth

I prophesize like Muhammad
Opened my eyes & saw the proof

Hid my history for generations
I am no spook I got strong roots

Became the Nomad for my people
Walking righteous with certain tools

As I channel the dangerous catacombs
Pulled my straps tightened my boots

Mind in constant elevation
Cracked the glass ceiling & roof

Strong will back & neck
I somehow escaped the noose

This strange fruit fell to the ground
Without being cut loose

I'm looking at my people
How they casually sliding thru

The explanation of their mind state
Is damned, dazed & confused

Psyche over tasked & over worked
Life power draining from over use

Slowly migrating along these streets
Blowing like tumble weeds & refuge

Over opinionated about pure nonsense
But about there pure essence they have no clue

Following blinded sheep to slaughter
Cause you can't think for you

Chasing bling before knowledge
The King Dream being defused

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Ρoetri Jone's ♥ Jul 24, 2009 at 5:44am
there pure essence they have no clue.. aint that the truth! gread read & write xxx thank for sharing x
 
Nete Gorman Jun 9, 2009 at 1:51am
"over opinionated about pure nonsense but about their pure essence they have no clue"....dig it. lovely. strong piece.
 
MOS DEF POET Dec 22, 2008 at 9:46am
defined as well writtin poem the tittle caught my eye
 
ok Nov 26, 2008 at 2:16pm
the intellectual mind at its peak knowledge stirred,uprooted from rich soil and blooming right out of your mouth TEN!!!!
 
phillysweets Nov 12, 2008 at 12:35am
this write is strong you moved me
 
A~BENEVOLENT~QUEEN Nov 5, 2008 at 11:35am
Amazing how strong your pen comes back out of hiatus...Very enlightening piece...10 stars.GG
 
Isis sun Nov 4, 2008 at 7:54pm
Wow--where've you been King????
 

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