Selassie Poems - Poems about Selassie

...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 Hang......

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...A policeman named Abele Bibka Never ran marathons in Korea Won Olympics in Rome Took a gold medal home His country then named, Abyssinia ________________________________ You can't m......

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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 gover......

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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 ......

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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......

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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 Kingd......

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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......

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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 cr......

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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 f......

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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 longer b......

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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 oprr......

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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:......

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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 your core anchor, Bring t......

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