This is "Struggle"
circa 2004 aka my Age of Enlightenment
enjoy...
Pages fill with words
Draining pens of precious ink,
Dispersed throughout perdition
Don't speak—
Unless you think about your future,
Watching my book of life turn its page,
Swallowed key locked in Sam's box
Plagued by Black rage
Life's a bitch,
No doubt—
It's still meant for us to make it,
Just been asking for too long
Now it's time for Us to take it,
Ignorance is surely bliss
Life w/o knowledge is death disguised,
We must Struggle to find the balance
I write tears from Our eyes
Now—
Is the just time to refocus Our direction,
We can love and still lead Cro Magnon
Back from his transgressions
It has been written,
It's on us to unlearn their lessons,
Remember Our mission and
Remember how to wield their weapons
To resurrect the homeland
Remembering to engineer my own,
There's only one action in life called birth
It's on Us to unearth the diamonds,
Once littering shores starting the struggle,
We're the definition of survival
Now's not time to be humble,
Know the history of Hued men is peculiar itself,
So obscure are we about Ourselves
Self-Concept needing help
There's a cure for confusion
Simply put,
Hotep.
I can't be deep unless you're shallow
Depth of man is not to be measured,
For,
Knowledge is mathematics
Education should be treasured,
I'm a Guerilla Eagle smashing olives
Masked missiles in my feathers
KO'ing speds with my phantom punch
Like Ali - Say my name!
Cid Hamet's reversing hourglasses
Before Our spirit's drained,
Take one final look back,
I read hindsight's perfect,
Half century of brain damage
Mutant minds about to surface,
Social Darwinism from birth,
Trained to sustain Kujichagulia—
Pied Pipers being ordained
To whiten man's history
Yet they can't Clorox their stains,
I yearn to set free their captives,
Those of us begging for the chains
Global warming—
Ancestral tears forming acid rain,
Erosion of the spirit's bank
Diluting sense of shame,
I'm the collage made of rhymes
Too precocious for a frame,
On the long road for liberation
Clearing paths with Greek flames
Swallowing gassed up pawns
Too consumed by fame with
No glory,
No honor,
Big guns
But no armor,
I'm dodging bullets like Neo
Spreading Umoja like Narmer
Cid Hamet's the serpent charmer
Close your eyes
Feel this flute
Send vibrations through your insides
Dropping knowledge you can't refute,
Reptilians—
In my crosshairs
Duck Down as I shoot
My rifle,
My prayers,
Burning bushes
Climbing stairs
Don't be mislead by misdirection
Unless you are prepared to juggle this life
I'm re-spawned in the struggle,
King's dreams deferred to nightmares—
Washington Bullets came and muzzled
The mouths of Our Messiahs—
Malcolm, Fred, hell Huey P!,
Family ties exhibited in Tupac's methodology
Soldiers of Our word dead—
We pour out a little liquor,
Libations please the Gods
Making the spirit's wick thicker
Now attention spans are lost quicker
Than Brer or Roger Rabbit,
you know you hate school
But hares have to have cabbage
Television blocking airwaves
Black snow from shopper static,
Fears cause all the panic in
Cock diesel but asthmatic
Cowardly lions caught in Oz—
Afraid to break free from Our habits
When courage is caught
In the catacombs of doubled consciousness,
Seek and you shall find booby traps
Truth shines regardless,
Look deeply within yourself
And no one can knock your hustle,
Don't be too scared to fight
In everything We'll find struggle,
UHURU!!!
11 years ago