Confidential Bars

He said..... I am Steve Biko..... With a fist; not pointed to the sky but rather aimed at your faced, you see it in the air, the power of a knockout artist... the revolution will not be televised but felt with senseless missions to bring sense and consciousness as part of your movement. I am Malcolm X...... fighting the race of time wasted on bullshit and battles soon forgotten. I am thee most logic writer of this generation; poured wisdom of the past and Knowledge of the future, in a cup..... drank it and it formed an intellectual giant, call all the Davids you know to swing and try rock me down, I will still stand, for I am not Goliath.... I am Big Foot.... the legend seen through mist of fictional reality, as he words leave traces of foot prints seen in books read by..... I am a creativity genius. I’m the Charles Dwain of poetry I’m Shaka Zulu and the pen is my spear I control life with buttons; putting you on the roller coast of mental thoughts; up and down we will go through thrones, rocky, dangerous, sandy, iced paths; through the valleys of death; if you really want to reach Zion..... Where intelligences is sound and ignorance is mute, and the voice is truth is seen...... I am the modern Moses; guiding you through the rough and smooth tours of life, all you have to do is read the 10 lettered commandment scripted in my lyrics..... BE YOURSELF No magic, illusions, propaganda I am not egotistical, not the best; I’m not the great...... I’m just the man you see when you look in the mirror..... I am the truth... which tells you that you..... You are weak minded, strength it You are nothing.... and you will always be nothing, if you never see yourself as something Etc..... etc.... I am human too, I’m fragile, I bleed, I fell pain, I love, I hurt, I hate, I encourage, I discourage I am........ He said all this through a glass, in an orange suit....... He just like you is a prisoner of dreams lost....a prison of social perception....a prisoner of society Lebron Spirits