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Keislam Selah Poem
Rain, Hail and Snow is made in the love of you and I
Touched by the flirting of your eyes
Warmed by the comfort of your smile
Invitations you make
With the irresistible way you speak to the heart of me
Then patiently wait for the shell to break and reveal the Man I am.
Leaning over my sleeping face and welcoming me into the next day.
Spreading your wings and opening your heart for my shelter at night.
Rain, Hail and Snow is made in the same way
The Sun warms the water and it rises to the sky
The heat touches the clouds and it drops on you and I
And whether our hearts warm the atmosphere or our emotions turn cold
The weather will be the love of you and I....
Rain, Hail or Snow
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Touch something wonderful
Grateful and fulfilled
The way you make me feel
I fly above love
Whenever I touch
Something Wonderful..
All that God reveals
Like Heaven and Earth now has a bridge
You really haven’t lived
Until you’ve touch
Something wonderful
As I’ve come to learn
Wealth is having your support
And miracles are possible
By default…
It’s wonderful.
A wise man can see
When Angels tithe
In your life
Treasures untold
It’s simply wonderful
Effortless for me
To enhance the man I am
Whenever I touch
Something wonderful
Confident and surprisingly secured
A covenant of love
Has restored me
It takes root right here in my chest
And my very life depends
On something wonderful
Turn to me and know
I am reliable
Undeniably Improved
Reveals your kindred soul
A sinful man redeemed
By your love
In my life
Did know?
It’s just wonderful!
Restless as the breeze
I must admit
It blesses me
Whenever I touch
Something wonderful
The sweetest fruit to reap
Is the seed that lover’s sown
I finally home
A simple place to mend my wounds
Blood, sweat and tears
I prepared a place for you
No ups or downs
Will spoil me
You spoil me with loyalty
My feelings will never change
You mean the world to me
Your sweet concern for me
To turn and see you by my side
My prayers are realized
Just look into my eyes and believe
A wise man can see
When Angels tithe
In your life
Treasures untold
It’s simply wonderful
Effortless for me
To enhance the man I am
Whenever I touch
Something wonderful
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Keislam Selah Poem
Let me jump into your river run rich as Euphrates.
Let me lay in your tall grass valleys nestled between two hard black mountain peaks,
where I
Can drink up the sunrays.
And Black up my Brown and Brown up my Light.
Somewhere between them rolling black hills is where your thick bush hides the cool
crystal
streams.
I sip your fruit plants sweet cocoa milk and look up into your skies sunrays.
It ricochets off the smooth chocolate black trees that support your voluptuous magnolia
bloom
The wind blows and your flower bounces and quakes, fanning its sweet aroma through the
Atmosphere,
Sweeping those soft fluffy pedals across my face.
I smile
And you Black up my Brown and Brown up my Light.
In the arms of the soft black cavern, under the river’s waterfall, I make my home.
It’s a heart of paradise embracing me.
Inviting me in.
I hear the water passing over, throbbing and pulsing in sync with mine.
I suck berries at the foot of the open fields.
That sweet oil black juice dances down my mouth.
Every fluid filled bite overflows in my lips and runs down the side to drip slowly from
my chin.
I look up into your skies and stars look down and speak my name.
The moon moans. The womb of man is this woman
She alone can Black up my Brown and Brown up my Light.
Then ever so gently the leaves pull back and open up her vast and succulent fields
I slowly crawl into her pastures then firmly and stiffly begin to dig up her soil.
Turning over her rich black earth.
Toiling day and night tilling her meadows,
Unearthing her treasures buried below.
The constant pounding and packing up a full load;
Breaking into new ground.
Cracking the topsoil and penetrating her nutritious moist and sticky fertile turf.
Never has the earth been split like this to uncover her deepest mysteries.
Next I unpack my deepest confidence and my strongest statues.
Then with my tool, through the moist and milky mass, I scoop out a deep warm hole to plant
My dreams.
Packing and pushing it deep in the soggy substance, time and time again until….
The thunder cracks this empress’ tempest
The earth contracts. Fear collapsed.
And here and only here,
I Black up my Brown and Brown up my Life!
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Exceptionally Exquisite
Magnificent Splendor
Astounding Distinction
Shattering Demeanor
Unstructured Adoration
With a Glaring Enticement
Isn’t she Exceptionally Exquisite?
Captivating Aura
Prevailing Sovereignty
Reckless Obsession
Passionate Essence
Isn’t she Exceptionally Exquisite?
And Hope of a newborn child in her
Boundless
And Enduring
Treasured Smile.
Exceptionally Exquisite
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Keislam Selah Poem
Wa Da Da
Wa Da Da my love
Wa Da Da means love
My love is Wa Da Da…
Wa Da Da..is the message from this King
For all those that seek happiness through the poverty of the kind hearted…
I wish them Wa Da Da.
For them that run over the helpful hand that stood open and un-offended…
Just to give what was given to them as this universal law of love is passed from ancient times.
For a clean mind and pure heart… they shall know GOD…
I say….
Wa Da Da
Love penetrate them and consecrate them…Because evil operates them…and evil deceives and frustrates
them
My love is what I give them.. Wa Da Da..
Reach out to the hater that can only grit there teeth…
Like the bible say…Gnashing of teeth…evil looks.. and hard-hearted and cooked…
Why??...did you not see my smiling face welcoming you in to the house of my heart..???
What I have to give is the richness of my friendship…and my fellowship
The Wealth of my company, laughter and wisdom…
So take my hand as I offer to you my message of love…the history of a true conqueror is in the commitment
of my love…
Do you not know its history…
Love has overtaken the counsel of hatred and vexation of the spirit…since times of old…
Although they counsel to plot the demise of Heart through this valley of envy, jealousy and greed…
I say … Wa Da Da…
Penetrates the stone heart and frozen mind..
A mind stayed on revenge and selfish treasures…
My love says Wa Da Da.. I say Wa Da Da..to the people of love..
Say Wa Da Da…when you feel like using the enemies words of hurt and pain…
When they seek your blood..and your destruction..I challenge you to retreat to the love deep down in your
heart and say..
Wa Da Da.. is my love to you..
Because it’s easy to get turned down the wrong road and find yourself in a land of strangers…
Where there is no love and love don’t love nobody…
And they sing the songs “what’s love got to do got to do with it”…
But my love sings “love is all I need…”
And Wa Da Da..
can be found in you reading a good book, being with family and friends…
Holding your children and looking at them like you did the first day they were born..
Or just looking in the mirror and saying…”I love you”…
Wa Da Da.. don’t it feel so good..
We wash the hate away.. we strike a blow in the heart of vengeance…
We rise up against the walls of murder and anger..
So to all the people of the heart in a place that calls each man brother and called each woman sister..
Wa Da Da.. my love..
Peace
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A beautiful woman is regal and as stunning as the sun creeping through your window
And pushes open your weary eyes…
Just to say…It’s morning.
A gorgeous woman is a pleasure to a broken heart like a child’s smile in a ghetto’s poverty
When the chill of your past sins crawls up your spine and robs you of your peaceful mind…
What could cure the frigid bones and darkened spirit like the love of a woman
The strength of thousand woes….she’s suffered
The support of the earth beneath my feet
The encouragement. The belief. The trust!
She is so royal, exquisite, magnificent creature made to comfort my path and my tasks
Made to remind me that it is a soft word that breaks the bone
A soft look that rights the wrongs and tightens bond…
Between me and you…
With a crown as grand as this I understand why she might see you at my lowest and say,
“I have No Need for you”
And while you’re down she might decide to tell you how glorious she is.
While you stumble to regain your stature she may slide her slippery self-exalted accolades
beneath your feet so you find it hard to balance
Stand on your shoulders and say…
No Need to hear your words
When its your Joy….Your Peace….Your Love…
That reminded her of that crown
That polished that smile
So she knows…..
So she grows…
No need.
Yeah…she’s right…
You served your purpose and fulfilled that need
So when the night is over and sun comes rising up my window pane
And gently pushes open her weary eyes…
And she says……
“Can we make every night like last night and we wake to each others morning smile?”
I look into her seductive and hypnotic joy-filled eyes
And Say….
“No Need….But it was nice”
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A man will find one woman. and he will lay the fruit of his labor at the feet of the father and
he will return with the portion given to him by The Most High..and he will gain great joy and
pleasure in adorning this one Queen with this gift from God.
Scriptures reveal the weakness of the meek is the strength of timelessness
I feel the cool wind blow on me and as the strong sturdy oak..and sway and bend to the
rhythm of the wind
Although I stand tall
I bend low
Earth is the Lord and the fullness there of
But I was planted in the garden..and given dominion over all I see
The Metraton kneeled to pay me homage
Not because I’m worthy
but because he loved me so
And I looked and could see the throne prepared for me
and from my inner bone..he molded a mate to be my companion and co-dependant
Some one I could tell of HIS greatness
And she could teach the youth
So his praise shall be in my mouth continually
Every Day the Night replaced..every Night that is revealed by the Day
Opens the seals..so I can know him as my own!
Know HIM as myself…and He will be.
Prophecy. Prophecy!!
Ya understand?
Yes, I will
Written in the Torah as Surah
What was written..Shall be.. ’cause no word shall return to him void
For what echo returns different then how it was sent.
I am the echo of his consciousness… I must return filled with his redemption
With the resurrection…The reward…and revelation
According to the promise of the ages
He provides, you hear?
Come all ye children of God!!... Come out of your foreign ways..And submit to the Keeper of
your soul
No weapon formed can prosper against your sincere trust and faith
Walk and be not afraid... For no Atrocities shall come nigh unto thee
The lamb's blood on the door post...was the sign to pass me over Lord
And it could not snare me
It was I when there was none only my blood can be the sacrifice…only my sin can bring
curse to the world
People can’t you see and know…what is really going on
Who HE is…and who you are destined to be..
Ausar….Obatala… Adonai… Yahweh…El-Elyon…Elohim…Medhanie Alem….Jehovah
'Igzee'abihier, let Jah be praised
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IF I NEVER......
If I never see another sunrise trickle through my window pane,
With the warmth of passion's embrace.....
I'll see it in your eyes.
If I never feel the melody of midsummer's raindrops
Playing a harmony of childhood joys on my comforted face......
I'll feel it in your touch.
Never to run a field of daisies
Into the thick wooded trees
And listen to the leaves caress the wind
And the morning birds tell tales of a purple studded dew
Dancing on the green grass’ pedal.
If I never touch another thing that is so true…..
I'll always have you.
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The Good Lord sent me from Zion…
Arjuna!!... “I am that I am”!!!
The fowler goes round about me ...roaring like a wild Lion.. He desires to eat our young...our
1st fruits
Fruit of the Prince of Power and The Warrior Princess!!
but the prophecy SAYS...!!!... U shall not prevail against the word of the most high
The call is out upon the whelps of the Lioness…and the chains of her Lion Cub…
He devours the city…and is a terror in the eyes of all that stand in his path.
Rebellion!!!...Dharma Yhuda!...Jihad..
This Day I DECLARE...Prophecy!!!... IT IS WRITTEN...WE WILL TRAMPLE YOU UNDERFOOT!!!!
Maroons… Carib… Chemakum
Prophecy..Prophecy..Prophecy!!
He is the Mystic Mind…The Celestial Scribe …The Peculiar People…
Lift up your hands in praise of HIM !! For He heard your cry and mine!!..
He watered the hills from his chambers
The earth was satisfied…
Raise your hands and know..he can do all things...and his desire is to bring us closer to HIM!!
"Every day we rise..we give thanks and praise..in my humble ways"
My humble ways. Making food meant to feed a few ..feed many
A home built 4 a few...house many in love
Monies given 4 a few.. bless many
Prophecy My Queen..
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How to Prove a Man
And when the queen of Sheba heard of the fame of Solomon, she came to prove Solomon
with hard questions at Jerusalem, with a very great company, and camels that bare
spices, and gold in abundance, and precious stones: and when she was come to
Solomon, she communed with him of all that was in her heart. -2 Chronicles 9:1
I searched this 2 find the meaning of a Queen or her character. In this it says that she
heard of his fame and she came to prove him. I think that when a woman comes to a man,
she comes to prove him. He can boast to be all he thinks he is, but when he finds a woman
to prove him, she will bear witness 2 his greatness. She will confirm his majesty and
become the jewel in his crown for all to see and know that he is King. But how does she
prove him? By telling him all the questions of her heart, as it says in this passage.
Now that's the hard part because of the wrongs of men. She has a hard time doing this if
she has been hurt before. She will protect her heart and shelter her feelings, but that
will prevent her from being able to prove this man, if he be true or not. But if she
takes the chance to ask the questions of her heart...then she may find a man that she can
honor by her proof of how great he is. And he will be released from just talking the
talk, but made to walk the walk. She will help to confirm that he is a man of his word.
Please come forward all Queens of Greatness and prove a man today.
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