Long Selassie Poems

SORRY JAMAICAN JOY Y JONES JOY JOHNSON TOWNSEND HENRY YOLANDA E KING TALISA SHAW FRAUD WASTE SEVERE ABUSE OF POWER CARRIED OUT BY JAMAICAN TALIBAN OBSEESED WITH MY LIFE HENCE MY DEATH YOU WAKE UP...

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Pedestrians are moving ups and downs the day can define the differences he experiences in the bathroom, cars buzzing their noise, around my understanding I cannot keep on thrusting for answers which has to be...

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Its the last minute of the 11th hour
I have seen a demon wondering searching for a soul
A priest coveting the ass of another man's woman at church
Convince people you have a speed dial to God's...

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There was a bongoman, and he dreaming
Where the rock hovered above the blue sea
Looked through the white mist of a dew drenched morning
And clenched tight his memory of history
Black as midnight: showed me shining like...

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Let`s go black in time
Come with me black to history
Black to the mother land
Where we rightfully belong
Black in time before the Europeans
Tried to whitewash our
Skins and minds
Black to the kingdom and ancestry
Black, way black before...

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A QUESTION TO AFRICA


Africa will you thrive eternally at the dinner table of those whose appetite of greed burns unquenchable like the fires of hell?

Is your rich nature of minerals not governed by use, will...

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You asked me to out write self and yet speak
For some other met from the home
To which all humanity belong. What would you seek
Beyond our common bond of misery in the dome?
Did not the same...

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How long shall we try to convince her to see the truth?
How long would she pretend, when the truth sits in-between her breast cursed?
Deception and lies she fed her children but she hypocritically crave for...

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Somehow I feel connected to each lock
They remind me of a time before me when black was not just hip hop
They remind me of a movement towards freedom
When we were gaining the momentumm to no...

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How dare you spit upon his garb! 
This peaceful bredda who by nature only loves, 
When you should have been his Rasta queen 
Your ghastly behaviour drew a scene 
And I- woman just like you...

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I’m real, I keep it real
I don’t sugar coat nothing, I keep it real
Conscious Rasta up in here, you know the deal
Keep it real, or keep it moving
Making real lyrics, as I need improving
Selassie I...

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Traces of Haile Selassie ‘I’
The Lion still roars
Traces of Martin Luther King
dream lives on

Traces of Bob Marley
In song “get up stand up for your rights”
Traces of Malcolm X
Segregation fight still burns bright

Traces of Mandela's ...

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The wave of poverty
  The wave of ye illness,
  Them try to stop thyself
  To limit your highness.
  QUEEN  AFRICA!
  Queen of Selassie
  Womb of Mandela.	
  Throw...

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