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To My Sons

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
If you can bare to hear the truth twisted by fate 
to make a trap for fools
If you can see all the things u gave your life to broken 
Yet pick them all up and rebuilt them
If you can walk with kings 
and not lose your common core
And still keep your virtue
When neither Foes and Loving friends can either hurt you
If all men count with you
But none too much
If you can feel the Unforgiven trysts
And still walk the path of vigor
In this world and everything in it
You'll be a man
My son

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I'Ve Got Fire In My Soul

I know what it means 
To go to bed without food
To go to school without shoes
To yearn for Eqaul Education 
to free your mind
Just to be told you just can't handle 
White education
Here's Bantu education for you
I know what Poverty is
I've lived it
I've smelled it
I've Breathed it
Yet never accepted it 
Living in a town 
with a twisted perverted mentality
That pinned up lil notices
That said:
This town is for white people only
Black dogs may enter through the back door
Because they are our servants
We are your masters
Permanently and perpetually 
Using the Bible to take everything 
A black man owns
Asserting,
If you accept God in your Life
He will come save you
During your time of need
But you shall not own this land because 
God said I should be your Master
A town that still can't accept that 
a black man is human too
Not some animal to be
Tarred, Feathered and hung up a tree to die 
I've witnessed old wrinkled men 
Bow Down with Surbodination
To call a little boy "Baas" 
I've witnessed neighbors go dig 
Their Loved ones out of the land
They once owned
Because the Master said
I don't want dead people on my Land
Your land?
Did u come carrying land in your boat 
when you left The Dutchland?
Did u come carrying Gold, 
Diamonds and Platinum
When u left England?
Is that why you feel obliged 
to have the black man go down 
the earth's pit to get your diamonds 
so you can have a nice shiny Crown?
While he goes home 
to a table with lil to no food? 
Telling him you better not catch him 
Walking around this town without 
a Passbook,
That grants him that Privilege 
I've got Fire in my Soul
Ignited only by true Virtue,
Liberation
I climb beyond human heights
I dare not to be just ordinary
I defy human Limitations
I've got Fire in my Soul
Ignited it burns
Explosive, Subversive
Never to be Subjugated 
But Liberated within....

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Confession of a Dangerous Mind

I walk the path of Human Secrecy
I belong in no Shelf 
I put no labels to Myself
Hopeless of Heaven
Fearless of Hell
Unraveled my mind
Evoking turmoil in my Soul
In the mystery of my own Disguise 
A stranger to my own Thoughts
Cradled with a Heartless Rive
That sees no boundaries 
The emancipation of my mind
Subversive at its extreme
An agile Intricacy
The darkest part of my Soul
Where despotism forbids Denunciation 
I've a mind of the highest Distinction 
That holds me by the hand
Silently Saying
Look, Listen and Learn
I seek to understand 
Rather than be understood
When God himself is in the Rough
It's time to summon Satan's Hell..

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See Our World Is Slowly Dying

Our children are starving
We are busy fighting obsolete wars
The yearning of the infinite
One must flee the decay and connotations 
Of stagnant self content 
Running up against the wall 
Of nonexistence
Afraid of being thrown back
Into the nothingness
From which we came from
The servile fear of unholy wrath
The filial fear of selfishness
For conscience is not easily silenced
Thus we must refrain from 
Self endowed sovereign inalienable worth
And not assimilate 
To our slowly dying world
And be inclined to change the world 
For greater good

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No More

No more creativity deemed on 
the exercise of rotten faculty
Nor burning intelligence’s 
penalty
Nor repression sold as 
suppression
Nor dissemination of distortion 
I shall be content at dawn
To take my leave
Subjugation’s tyranny’s ambition
It’s combat? 
Humanity’s mission
Submission’s antithesis is 
faction
Behold as protest is deemed 
agitation
As justice refuses man’s 
gratitude
Take my head be-header 
For this truth you shall never 
erase 
For I am decapitated but not 
capitulated
Speak not of blood ties when 
you only bleed lies 
Repression is a passport to 
humanity’s extinction
I’m neither angel nor devil
Nor saintly nor evil
I am human  
Striving for what’s right
Enemies call me cold 
I belong in no shelf 
I put no labels to myself 
Save to say love is my way
When walls brought stuffy 
indoctrination
And repression funded mental 
assassination
Humanity created a blowing 
wind
I climb beyond the human 
heights
When I'm telling the truth 
Explosive in the extreme
I’m called subversive
When i’m only creative
They call me kinky
When i’m only inky
I raise an objection
And get a rejection
When the best brains become 
exterminated
And purity poison to 
contaminate 
For if the worst doesn’t come 
to the best the sun shall
rise in the west..

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The Negation of Affirmation

Life is monotonous if it's got no goal or purpose
Life is monotonous if it's meaningless
If u don't know why you're here
Or where you are going
Lest we develop faults in a given avocation 
A negation of affirmation 
The decay of stagnant self content
Then life is full of frustration
Full of unhappiness 
Because those who have no ultimate destiny 
For life, beget life
Such people say life has frustrated them
No, they have frustrated life...

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Talking of Melancholy

A man so afflicted
Must divert distressing thoughts
And not combat with them
To attempt otherwise is madness
To have the compliance of the mind 
Is a great profound art
It may be attained in considerable degrees 
Let him take a cause of solidarity
And not fixate on the exclusion of normality
Let him reprimand his mind for it's indignation 
Let him contrive
To have as many retreats 
For his infinity of littleness 
That militates against aspirations

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Implications of Shallow Existence

Fascinated only by pathological manifestations
Of the subconscious mind
A peculiar mark of unfounded substance 
A glaring light upon the hinterland
Perceived as negation 
In which perception takes place
The implications of shallow existence
A recourse of ragged indecencies 
That intricates the fallacy of life 
With so much refuse and slag
In its labyrinth of cohesion
Beneath it all lies constant turmoil
That stands against all vicissitudes

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Among the Insipid Faces

Opposed within the same genus
A recognition of man's existence
I try to inverse the Truth
Thus the latter becomes defined as oblivion
And shallow existence
Those things that cannot be reversed
A peculiar mark of substance
Perceived with utter perception 
The truth that colludes 
Thought provoking propositions 
And implications of rugged indecencies
That have been enumerated 
Among the Insipid faces 
It's not easy to state
What it is that which you don't understand
And don't want to understand...

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As I Fade Away

I passed strangers with their secrets 
The other day
Something surreal and macabre
I faced this lonely road alone
I walked this blind street 
With a faultless mischief 
My fears withheld within
A stranger to myself
So I embraced my shadow
And prayed for quietness in my head!