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Sheltial Green Poem
Voudu is me
Embedded in my soul
Nature and ancestors
Has the real control
Witches is what I thought
The names in which were given
To those who used the natural resources for the ways of living
The medicine doctors the natural healers
They used spirit food
Plants, flowers, herbal remedies
Not man made killing toxic chemicals
Raw seeds from the earth
Birthed
Voudu is me
I was afraid
a mind boggling escapade
But the lies were just told
For soul control
Voudu is in me
Flowing like blood all through my DNA
What was bearthed in me will forever stay
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Sheltial Green Poem
Are we living
No we're dying
Drug popping and pistol buying
What kind of seeds are being sown
When taking lives become our own
Who's raising our kids
The street of death
And the lifetime bids
Father's absence from the home
Mother's don't care they are street gone
Out searching for Mr. Wrong
Wondering what he has going on
No more talking, no peace, nothing left
A sentence of street death
Falling tears ...still weeping
Sleep and still sleeping
When do we awake
From the violence of self hate
Outraged when we see others take from us
Taking a trip on that murderous bus
Not uniting
But constantly fighting
Hate consumed
Crimes unjustifiable
Less hate
More love
More peace
Minds at ease
Ignorance ceased
Wise up
RISE UP
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Sheltial Green Poem
Mother Nature Mother Nature
She says you can't change the time
My Message to the living
It is really sublime
Between March and April 1st
The new seeds are sown
A spiritual realm of the world and earth mysteriously unknown
The earth rebearths
The fertile mother land
The sprouting green eaves
The blossoming budding plants
Watching the rain pour
While the sun dance
Green grass green trees
Pollination
The birds and bees
The wind whispers
Is just Mother nature speaking
The warm Ocean flowing
Peace and spiritual elevation
Oneness
Multiple Love vibrations
Mother Nature Mother Nature
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Sheltial Green Poem
Tonight is the night of consummation
Another step in our relation......ship
His magnetic Lips
His magnetic Kiss
He spoke to me
His eyes were fixed on me
His hands were in my hands
His energy my commands
He touched me and I melted
His energy I felt it
Where is the night going to end
The reggae music
The record spins
When the music stops
We ride
My heart replied
I am letting my energy guide.....me
We go and we park
The clouds
The sparks
The trees
It's dark
There go those lips
His special kiss
Energy shooting through me
I cant take this
Heart is heated
My soulmate
Disbelieving
The feelings unreal
His eyes to my appeal
Our love his kisses
All of my wishes
.....Came true
Closed my eyes
He was inside
Tears falling from my eyes
Lovemaking over and over Love relations
No complications
Moon Stars Sun I see
My love my wants and all my needs
Complete
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Sheltial Green Poem
You are the revolution
But you have no solutions
Mental programming mind pollution
Writing quoting
Popular script voting
Brainiac maniac activity
Quotes but misquoting
Not understanding
But attention demanding
Verbs used without an action
Dissatisfaction
Attracting the people but no interaction
Sitting around talking
Bodies still no walking
Are we rising
Or demobilizing
Soul hypnotizing
In a world full of Conspiracies
There is no accountability
Soul-sucking vampires
Stolen empires
Revolution no solutions
Grade fail
Stuck in the man-made hells
Action
What is the revolution
If there is no resolution
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Sheltial Green Poem
There are some people that will try to pick your brain
Just to make themselves look better and then call you a name
Yes we know you have so much sense
So you flood our brains with your arrogance
Sounding like a narcissistic antagonist
Leaving us all with a low tolerance
For all of your arrogant ignorance
We thought you were optimistic
But you are more like pessimistic
Open up your mouth sounding like a lunatic
Your crab mentality
Causes death & fatalities
So far away from reality
Nothing you do or say shows originality
What kind of style is that?
Your high demands
Require a show of hands
We don't need an audience
To define my ambiance
You have been identified by lies
Your hideous cries
All because you want people
To realize and recognize
your Bull
We are not interested
So please don't share it
If you have created it
We don't want to hear it
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Sheltial Green Poem
Where are my friends?
Who are they?
When I get in trouble
What do they say?
I am locked up
Looking at a cell
And all they can say is
My friend is in jail
All these people that have my back
NO helping hands
Sounds a little slack
Trying to find the definition of friend
If I am locked up you will not be celebrating
There will be no shopping
Or no bar hopping
But you will be at the bondman
Straight money dropping
Where are my friends?
The definition
If I fall you help me up
If I cry you wipe my tears
If I am scared you ease my fears
When I need a counselor you give your ears
When I have none you give me some
Friends Unite
Sometimes we fight
Friends always donate their hearts
Friends push you further
Friends sister or brothers
Where are my friends?
Will they be there till the end?
Friends
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Sheltial Green Poem
I am invisible to you
But I want you to see me
My heart only beats for you
I want you to feel me
The tears running down my face
Let's switch places
Time is running out
Although I question myself daily
Who am I
The invisible woman
I Only want you to see me
I only asked for your heart
I only want to be happy.
As the tears continue to fall
And my mind on replay
I looked in the mirror
I see myself slowly fading away
No real hugs or kisses
You give only in sex
You have no time for me
I am just asking for happiness
The invisible woman
Until I was able to see
The things I tolerated
I was not loving me
All of the pain and the hurt
Not knowing my worth
Settling for anything
But I now know what I deserve
Invisible woman
No more I can see
No more hurt No more pain
Peace and me loving me
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Sheltial Green Poem
There was a time when families stayed and stuck together
Now it's like no one really knows each other
There was a time that children by themselves could walk to the store
In this time they go missing
so alone no more
There was a time when drugs were mostly weed
Now they are mixing poisons pill popping and killing the feinds
There was a time when TV's were off at ten
Now the TV channels never end
There was a time when neighbors were really your friend
Not you have to watch your own back again
There was a time when you saw street lights and
most of the children would be in
Now the new parents are scared to discipline
There was a time when every Sunday
Meant over Grandma's and cooking a big family dinner
The grandmas are out more so that seems to have ended
There was a time when children were always playing outside
Now they have the video games that keep them inside
There was a time when we all had pagers
Stopping by a phone booth to call back
Now they have cellular phones that have eliminated that
There was a time when you had privacy inside of your home
Social media and attention become the new throne
There was a time
Those used to be the days
Welcome to 2018 we are in the New Age
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Sheltial Green Poem
Mind concentration and meditation
Brings you to a higher state of elevation
Taking you out of the state of sedation
Away from the contaminated world's education
Pure but not processed thoughts
Pure but not tainted hearts
Bells ringing
Sounds of Freedom
No more wicked worldly believing
Eyes see great things
You're achieving
Souls singing
Freely roaming..... Knowing
And spiritually growing
Heart free mental flowing
Concentration Elevation
Important information connecting energies
Vibrations
Renewing the minds
Exterminating Lower Intelligence
Beautifully minded conversations
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