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Pride of the Motherland

Riding an elephant
Down the narrow trail looking triumphant
Scanning the golden landscape
Like Hannibal with enemies in flight
Sight from a lofty height
King of the jungle moving
With lioness by his side

Climbing Mount Kilimanjaro
Guides by my side with packs on their backs
Some paths steep with rocks
Boots slipping below our tired feet
Beautiful birds in unison flight
Moving with terrestrial light
Stunning sunlight summit on the peak

Praying in an Ethiopian Church
Preserved in rocks built by humans’ hands 
Never touched by conquest plans
Protected from the invaders’ footsteps
Queen of Sheba and Solomon’s nest
Touched by Arch of the Covenant
Mary, Joseph, and Jesus once slept

Eating yam, sipping palm wine, and tasting milk
Freshly squeezed by experienced hands
Taste of life in the mosaic grassland
Sustaining and soul refreshing
Cradle of humankind adorning
Invaded for its gold, riches, and human capacity
Birth of life on earth with tenacity

Respecting its living and arduous journey
Essence of life once was and is again to come
Riding a camel across the hot Sahara sand
Once wet now dried, exported gold from Mali…
Treasures from the hearts of once African empires
That which was, is, and shall forever be
Africa the birthing Motherland
We still love and respect thee!


Seventh Place Winner
"African's Pride" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Adeleke Adeite
June 30, 2010


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In the Name of the Pope

Vanguard in death and deception,
Innocent hearts heed to his illusion.
Cry Mama Africa, cry for your children.
Angels with dark countenances are raised against them.
Rise black man, awake from your slumber,
Inactivate the medium that is deceiving you.
Understand, no! over stand the number:
Six, six, six is the number of a man.

From the west they came, with bibles and guns,
Igniting a fire, a burning desire to be like them.
Lost in the labyrinths of prayer, summoning gnomes and goblins;
In persuasion we fly with angels and jinns,
Incarcerated in spins of sins.

Dark is our external shades, but our heart is as red as blood.
Ethiopian blood stained the suit of the woman we dearly loved.
Is the black child a sacrifice to god, their god?

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Magic Beans

Something new was stirring behind the counter 
Café Joie was launching their new coffee bean 
One taste of our new Ethiopian delights 
One cup downed you’ll reach new heights 
Just like the Sufi mystic and his berry-gleam 
You’ll be buying it, by the happy pounder 

It has an energizing effect on the body 
Just like the lemony zing of a hot toddy 
You’ll be exhilarated and prompt 
And all your sluggishness stomped 
Shelling out happiness and blessings 
You will keep your friend guessing, 

“What magic bean can do all that and more?”
One that doesn’t come straight from the store 

They are bright red berries from a certain bush 
And not the Kopi kind that comes from a tush 

The next time you want a fast caffeine rush 
Come in for a cup, but keep it hush/ hush …

Mystic Rose 
January 25, 2015
Contest: Magic Beans 

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' Which Is Allegorical and Which Is Real (Radical) ? ... '

The Bible Itself, Explains Itself   (2 Pet. 1: 20)
Explains It Better, Than Anyone Else
Once, It’s Taken Off The Shelf
& Explore Complete Message Left

The Bible Tells, Which Words Are Allegorical     (Rev. 1: 1)
The Bible Tells, Which Verses Are Metaphorical    (Lu. 8: 10)
The Bible States Which Are Proverbs Or Parables  (Lu. 15: 3)
& The Bible Tells, What To Take Literal   (Matt. 24: 6, 34)

Noah & The Ark: Is That Allegorical Too?
& The Rainbow: Was That Just A Metaphorical View?
& The Apocalypse Vision: Will It Do What It Says Will Do?
Even Symbolic, Revelation Is A Literal Warning For You

66 Little Holy Books: Sacred-Lesson-Libraries   (Heb.  4: 12) (2 Tim.  3: 16, 17)
66 Detailed-Tablets: Devout, Divine Documentaries
66 Spirit Inspired Scrolls: Authorized Manu-Scripturally   (2 Pet.  1: 20, 21) 
66 Recorded-Notes: A Matter Of Life & Death- Must Reads   (Matt.  24: 38, 39) (2 Pet. 3: 5-7)

Some Bible Scholars, Only Point Out Cynic Commentaries
& Passages That They Find Arbitrary
But It’s Real Faith Whose Tongue Speak It’s Vocabulary
& It Takes Holy Spirit, To Clear Up Disparity    (1 Cor. 2: 10, 11)

It Takes Holy Spirit To Find Facts, Necessary   (John 14: 26)
& It Is Prophecies, That Makes This Book So Noteworthy
It Takes GOD’s Power To Fulfill Prophecy-Itinerary
It Takes The Power Of GOD … To Grasp Its Entirety!

(OK, I Got The Gloves-Off, I’m Punching It’s Enemies!)

& The World Has Spurned It … They’ve Burned It!
They’ve Refused To Have Learned It
& Have Even Tried To Turn It !
(God’s Anger, Yes, They’ve Earned It!)

They’ve Bashed It … They’ve Trashed It!
Claimed, Human-Knowledge Has Surpassed It!
Humph ! … Theirs Won’t Outlast It
When God, Has Finally ‘Had It !’

The Bible Itself, Tells You What It Means
Stop Messing With Sentences Of The Supreme
Don’t Get Caught Up In Fault-Finding Pretext
Don’t Take Words, Out Of Context

Look At The Surrounding Story Verse
Soon, Confusion Will Start To Disperse
Remember, Jesus Said To Keep Seeking   (Matt. 7: 7)
So Wait, ‘Til You’ve Heard The Whole Thing Speaking !

I Have Read The Whole Blessed Word
& GOD Spoke, In Each Word I Heard
No, MoonBee Doesn’t Hear Voices
MoonBee Just Hears … Which Choices !

Remember That Ethiopian Eunuch
Who Questioned Phillip, Who Knew It
Eunuch Said, ‘I Don’t Understand, Walk Me Thru It
Since You Ran Beside My Chariot To Do It

& Man Can’t Live By Bread Alone, Said Christ
A Metaphor, But It Was A Real Man & Advice!

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Almaz Made The Flowers Arrange-

As I did gaze upon her for the first time as she labored in small shop in what appeared to be 
a hole in a wall that open into this place where she did work all day. Almaz was an Ethiopian 
beauty with gorges reddish color hair which was filled with big curly locks that seem to flow 
into an endless chasm of never ending twist and turns, with a smile that seem to light up that 
tiny little room. A rare beauty was she to behold, elegant yet graceful and humble in her 
soul…as I did watch her as she did strategically place each flower by hand one by one and 
with each gentile twist or turn of her soft golden tone skin colored hands until a work of art 
was form inside of each vase that they did adorn.  

Sometimes the vases were made of glass or maybe of some type of fine cultivated stone …
but each one that was made to become a work of art made to express someone else’s 
declared love or concern for a love of family member or even the lost of an unrequited love 
and she did do her best to express their thoughts with the arrangement made from the heart. 
With her beautiful brown eye’s that seem to tell a story of a pain and a deep love for her 
family… that she displayed with each piece of work that she did make. With each day of hard 
work in this small shop where she toiled all day in her endless attempt to repay her family 
for a debt that she so desperately wanted to repay…for it was the love of her father that had 
brought Almaz the flower arranger to this place. 

So many people do take the love of their family for granted, but… no not this lady…no not 
this lady…no not her ever, not even for a second in a day. Almaz made the flowers arrange 
all day, all for a debt of love that she wanted to repay. Little did she know that it was already 
repaid in full… with a father’s silent pray of love to see his daughter in a place where her 
dreams could blossom in the promise land, were no Kings are crowned or Queens ruled, but 
in this place of commoners were freedom was born to rule. Were even the poorest of men 
could rise to the highest office in the land. Truly your father has completed his arrangement 
in the vase with the most beautiful flower that he could find to place it in for the whole world 
to see, Almaz you are that flower that completes his arrangement.

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My I-thiopian Empress
With skin so smooth and fresh
My I-thiopian Empress
You’re divine, my royal tempest.

My I-thiopian Empress
With lips of gentle tenderness
My I-thiopian Empress
Behold the beautiful covenant…I kiss.

©Copyright January 22, 2012 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved

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I saw an ogling eye whispering at me
We were at the anthill of a dried a night
Like a duck in a thunderstorm

I drawled before her wet lips
She inserted her passion into my clay, dangling my balls
I became a saint-sinner singing in the euphoria of her nipples
I am an innocent globetrotter who throttle in the winds and whims of her imaginations
Now am sucked and soaked at the sea of life
High and dry because I fell head-long to her waist
Chewing the cuds of delusions
Being at the cross purpose with my very being
A glance of her beauty is out of question
Last night, I saw grass growing under her thigh
In a twinkling, my pipe was like that of the Ethiopian Eunuch
Well, her red lips fell of the mountain
Blowing out the heat and the gush from the Nile
Confining my element with her red clay
Oceans of rumbling and tumbling escaping
Emotions mixed in motions, tongue erupting
With her powdery milk she dissected my Jupiter
I became half gone, in a half day
But her lull resuscitated me
Guess who she is?
She is Figurine.

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The old Hittite came through the gate
Battle sharp and dripping
With the blackness of an Ethiopian night
The Kingdom of Zion to replicate
The compass star of David's sight
And through that gate walked with him
A destiny invisible of all the world
The crisis of a man by sin made grim
And vaster yet
A family's sun about to set
In immense sea, a national grief
Beyond mere historic proportions.

Raising Yahweh's standard the Hittite went
Sent by a virtue spent
With shadowless sword against masked Ammonites
And she the vessel of his heart
Dripping the sapphire of her African skies
Her purging task did initiate
Before the uncurtained eyes of Israel's prying king
How she daggered his faith
And staggered him like eddying dust
Crawling before the throne of savage lust
Her beauty and her will to yield -
This limping, shallow Vashti overthrown
Sealed Uriah's fate

Great warrior of the ancient clan of God
Yahweh's noble steward
Canaan's scion and stem of mystery
Conscripted to a Gentile race
Dravidian's doomed cornerstone
Summoned from the battle heat
Had no trumpet in his heart to blast retreat
And suffered where his soldiers like victors hold
Where Jacob slept without a sheet
The light from beauty's breast is cold
A common curse and old

And did not know
When sent away defied because he would not relent
That in his hands like in our genes
He carried that cold warrant of his own death
And the prophetic time
When Israel's sun would set

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Your Ethiopian Eyes

Against your
Smooth skin
As dark as this
Ethiopian night
Your heart sparkles
Like candy red apples
This I am sure and still are
Exquisite orange sunset sail
Across your Ethiopian eyes

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Woe Is Me

Words have no more Meaning I find myself Deadlocked In an Ethiopian Night I Could go recklessly on But with what Hope? Will I Glide on? The Only thing I can find is woe only woe, only me, woe is me Voided since the start I'm contradictory in Armenia desert Mountains are more like rusty daggers pierced in my stomach; what else is there but pain? only pain, only me, pain is me

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(Transit Lounge, Dubai International Airport, circa 2007)

He answered
that he was from far Kazakhstan, 
“Exotic place,” he added,
which I know but could not pinpoint 
on my mental map.

She smiled
and said, “I am from India somewhere
farther to the northeast bordering China.”
“Hence her fairer skin,” I thought.

And she piped in,
“From Ethiopia,” and I could not
but think of just how much she paid
to have her curly hair straightened. 

From the counter
of their air-conditioned, compact
caravanserai, they all chorused 
the suggestion that I opt
for king prawn salad 
which, indeed, was so delicious
to the hungry eyes but just so rich
for my already travel-thinned billfold.

Thus I settled
for some salmon sandwich
and a bowl of curly noodles
that the Chinese had perfected 
long ago in those steaming kitchens
of their fabled silk road inns.

“Fragrant tea
from out the hot and humid hills 
of southern India,” the Ethiopian
said with flourish, bringing me
my mug to wash away
the fishy taste still lingering 
along the silk roads 
of my taste buds, as I vainly tried
to pinpoint far Kazakhstan
on my travel-weary mental map
while waiting, sleepy, for the call 
to put me, once more, 
on my way.

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Ethiopian Pearl

Bright white sharp teeth open
and shut, for years she sat
chained to this madman, who
howled at me jealously, biting 
like a wild dog at whoever came
close to our Ethiopian Pearl.

I convinced her to let him go.
We were young, hand in hand.
I would do anything for her and 
she for me. She gave me a pearl
once and I hid it in my jacket 
pocket for over a year. 

I painted a still life for her 
in our home with large windows
on each side (more than a dab of 
windows), the bedroom a place to 
dream and relax in the sun and 
watch the gnarled pear trees grow.

I remember the day she began 
to fade. She had to become 
white. Her badly bleached hair 
cheap and yellow. Her beautifully 
sculpted nose captured in a metal 
brace. Lovely full lips now cut 
and taped.

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I finally did

My eyes rolled, searching the ceiling
As if it had some reason to my demise 
Or was it the third dimension I was in?
I finally left your side by the bed

The suits, the dresses, the charms
They sure are expensive,
Made me almost forget why I cooked you diner every night
I finally did pack my suitcase you know

The coffee cup was full
Only this time round, I noticed it was used for tea
But always staring back as if full of Ethiopian coffee 
I finally left your wedding ring on the coffee table.

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I’m from Lift Valley
Deep in an over and done Ethiopian city
I come to lead you
How can you forget the architect of Egyptian pyramid?
Unless you are not part of this creation

The jungle raises me up
The only playground I master to play
While at the same time I became a pro hunter
Learning jungle survival vital lessons
But I'm not scared yet
Is in you, I value my jungle

And my central land of great lakes

is also available in my new poetry book

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[The Battle of] Alesia

starvation starts with a body 
to fill the cavernous
hollows formed by
out-jutting ribs and Ethiopian
      thin but distended

a body to warm the concussed
and frightened;
meadow lark lying still
on the dew soaked morn
      hidden but yellow

and asleep
            three hours. alone.

silent in the reeds
while the snake rustles: sneaking
through a downy, Moorish fog

father in the rocking chair
watching four, unaware
of his vacant, vaulted cathedral gut
shrinking, sinking - sewn up shut.

starvation always starts with a body.

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Ethiopian Sun

            Ethiopian Sun

My first born son, Bon, died today in my arms
Thin arms, swollen stomach, flies touching
The cold glazed eyes of his tiny body
My tears can’t save him
Quench what was thirst
Or wash away the sins of living
He will never know to read or write
He did not know the name of his own land
And killer Ethiopian sun
Which he just died under
Or his sister, sweet Biny
Who lost her life at the hands
Of the bandit war lords Marxist Berg
I laid her ravaged body down under sun and dying
Endangered Hagenia Abyssinica tree  
With no hope in Ethiopia  
Soon, all would be gone

9/23/14 Free Verse Poem- Poetry Contest

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Man-Children: Tribute to John Dau.

Two men alone with their wounds,
following footpaths in the tall grass
so as not to be seen
by militia.

Stealing pumpkins from farmed fields
chewing on grass stems to ease hunger
Listening to the sound of frogs
And followed to water.

On guard, always, at the pools
That is where they gathered
Learned how to submerge the body
With just a nose showing above water.

Hungry, thirsty, but mostly cold.
No clothes, forty-degrees F,  staying close,
To conserve body heat
While Hyena's and Leopards lurked.

Finding other refugees along the way
Comforted in the fact of comraderie
yet it was harder to move unseen with more bodies
and food became scarce like water.

The Kangen riverbed was barren
hot, hot sun
one adult amongst boys
The Lost Boys of the Sudan.

Finding muddy pools of water, they ate the mud
Just for the moisture, easing the pain
Tongues swollen, skin grey
No voices.

Utilizing everything, they drank their own urine.
Singing Christian songs
Asking God for water
he gave them vulture-ridden bodies along-side a swamp.

A swamp!  drank and drank
found tortoises and roasted them with grasshoppers
First protein eaten in so long,
sat in those marshes and tried to regain strength.

Crossed the Gilo, eyeballing the crocs eyeballing them
Dodging bullets from Ethiopian rebels
some lived.
Six months of starvation to reach Kenya.

There are camps along and throughout
Eastern Africa
And in each one, Death reigns 
as the new and forever King of the Motherland.

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Ethiopian Winds

can we hear
the indigo smiles,
the golden laughter
and the
of the

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I loved you at first sight Ethiopian queen. 
Your sensitive soul my only guiding light.
A feverish mind, a fast, ardent dream.
My presence felt strong in your ardent sight.

In passionate nights we sailed,
Beyond crisp cerulean seas so deep.
The sun shone bright through aqua waters,
While stellar nights a treasure to keep.

One day you betrayed me with bigoted chants
And  crushed my soul asunder.
Groundless, my feet did never again dance.
Suffer my heart felt only thunder.

Yearling love altered from black to white.
I struggle now, only to blind my sight.

Shakespearian Sonnet

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There is no pain Ethiopian Indian... this way to the Wind
Father to Andromeda and the phi is nominal, his
Argonauts strut true sense as the normal
Robes of gold counting coal as usual.
Astro nuts in the light of day.
We change in a constellation they say
Hobbit of the East the monarch mentions
.... as her Scotch goes vertical 
and she Lands the great notion.

Hey Chief... 
Who loves chocolate? ;)
*I* put the almonds in the milky way...
they help the memory remember.
Plate 4

the kitten playfully snickers ;)~

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often in the grand scheme of God's desires
He will use mankind to do what He requires
His providential purposes God's master plans
will utilize any and all types of man

the Pharoah declared a most horrendous decree
of infanticide on Jewish male babies
to put them to death to keep their numbers down
fearful of having too many Jewish males around
but history has a way of repeating itself again and again
as the young Black male populations today hangs by a fringe
with incarcerations, police brutality and killing each other
we're on the verge of eradicating our young Black brothers
a supposed threat to society that same old racist mentality

yet all it takes is for God to send someone to be bold
one person unafraid to break away from the mold
over 400 years of praying and keeping hope alive
a people once in slavery but today they now thrive
from Moses to Jeremiah to the Rev. Dr. King
to President Barak Obama God can change anything
One Bold Black Soul to say what needs to be said
One Bold Black Soul whose life is spirit-led

don't let the world compromise your moral integrity
let prayer be the tool you use to claim the victory
you need some solitude to simply reflect
on that which God desires of you and what of you He expects
God will be what you want no matter what you need
and He will do whatever is needed to help you succeed
so walk in the spirit and just wait for your time
and be ready to act when God gives you a sign
to be called into place with God's saving grace

Jeremiah told the people of the prophecy
about their demise if they confront their enemy
he was then thrown into a pit full of mud and slime
his death to be a certainty in a very short time
but One Bold Black Soul stepped up to the plate
and told the King to save Jeremiah before it was too late
One Bold Black Soul an Ethiopian man
told of the soldiers diabolical plans

to be bold, to be risky, to be resilient in your resolve
to step out of your comfort zone until the problem is solved
from Rosa Parks to Medgar Evers to Malcolm X
to do what is prevalent and not what society expects
creative in courage, inspired with innovation
by any means necessary to change the situation
One Bold Black Soul willing to step out on a limb
to stop history from repeating itself once again

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Salomon Lagrimas

Like a thunder wakes up
in his bed
the quinn of Saba
with a kiss in her mouth.
She shakes her hair (dark black)
like her deep black eyes
flying to the horizont.
Lips drips of honey
tear drops in her face
told good bye to his lover
Salomon the magnificent king.
The Ethiopian Jews in her womb
a totally different nation
want to reclaim their heritage
with the Israli nation.

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My Family Album: The Bible

many people refuse to simply believe or understand 
that we're all descendents from Africa, the Motherland
for anyone to have lived at all in that tropical clime
their skin color would have darken over a period of time
the rivers in the garden of Eden many have tried to claim
are not the same rivers in Africa despite having the same names
it's been proven scientifically and DNA does not lie
that every human being can be traced back to an African tribe
the original man, the first human beings 
but that is not what the world wants to be gleaning
it's has been substantiated and proven as a fact
that Adam and Eve were individuals whose skin color was black
take for instance the word Ham, it was the name of Noah's son
and when translated into English it mean black, sunburnt or overdone
Herodutus, the Greek historian and Dr. Hirshfield, a researcher have found
that no human being could exist in that region without their skin color being brown

yes, the Bible is my history, the family album of Black men
our lasting and living legacy from the beginning to the very end
Cush means Ethiopia, Mizram for Egypt and Cannan, the father of Israel
yet those are the very names of Ham's sons 
and from them great nations have prevailed
so if Ham was black, his sons are black and that makes them my family
my distant relatives, my ancestors, my historical legacy
and from them came great nations of mighty rulers, kings and queens
Egypt's Tutenkhamen, Nefertitti, Amnehotep and Amen
King Menelick, King Kashta, Queen Amanitore and Queen Candace too
were rulers of the Ethiopian Empire whose skin color was a dark black hue
so the next time I open my Bible about my relatives I will see
for the Bible is my history that was passed down through my family

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Ethiopian Eyes

This heart 
Shall rise
Like an 
Ethiopian sun
This night
Shall end
Through these
Ethiopian eyes

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Cleave Our Souls

The Blue Nile
Unveils your 
Ethiopian eyes
Then cleave
Our souls
Into this
Red Sea