Tuesday, February 24, 2009
"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!!!
Sunday, December 14, 2008
The Rundown vol 1
Guerrilla
–noun
1. a member of a band of irregular soldiers that uses guerrilla warfare, harassing the enemy by surprise raids, sabotaging communication and supply lines, etc.
–adjective
2. pertaining to such fighters or their technique of warfare: guerrilla strongholds; guerrilla tactics.
Thank you, Webster.
Friends, foes, and those of y'all undecided... There are many forms of guerrillas. Mostly made of soldiers, many wage wars across platforms a plenty transcending campaigns and theatres. So what's this all about, you ask?
Simple.
We voted for change and succeeded in our collective quest to pack the polls. Barack Obama is HNIC-elect. Yes, I said it because you know you've been wanting to. But, people, we can not afford to present ourselves as loitering savages, completely satisfied with marginal material things.
We now have the opportunity to witness a Black First Family. Furthermore, regardless if there lays riff-raff in every one, we can not excuse irrational behavior with the excuse, "The President is Black."
Have we no knowledge of the architects of this society?
Just how incredible is the notion of fathoming a Black Head of State living in
I can see faces with newfound expressions of hope, of joy… but few with that of responsibility…
Wishful thinking…
The reason behind the definition above is because I want people to feel this call to action. Change is good. Change is necessary. Change starts from within. Black folks, how can we expect respect from people when we collectively don't respect ourselves?
Brothers are going to work it out. But, not without the help of our Sisters. And, not without our Children. Yes! They have to be counted on and have to be held accountable. It can happen, but it won't happen until we feel it WILL happen...
Elevate your minds by first KNOWing your LEDGE.
Get it done Guerrillas!
::::: In the Rotation :::::
Nothing like Speeches on mp3 to keep one motivated
Guerrilla Radio – The Wake-Up Hour
إسْمِي سيد حامد
هَلْ تَفْعمُ؟
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
For the Dog Days of Summer
http://www.zshare.net/download/16567840e4e1cdad/
Super Mario...for pocket pc
http://www.zshare.net/download/165675515e47537c/
more to come...
Monday, August 4, 2008
Happy Birthday Barack
One I like the most would have to be:
How blasphemous of him to pray with a group of Christians while AmeriKKKa's News outlets portray him as a clandestine popular Muslim cleric/political prophet/superstar who gives the pound to an AK-47 toting, Angela Davis'esque first lady.
Every vote counts in terms of a campaign. How silly of The New Yorker to portray a candidate they informally endorse as somebody the Good ol' U.S. of A. can NOT trust...
...what about that nut in the Oval Office Now?
Backing up the (not so) SmartPhone
Core Player
http://www.zshare.net/download/16516136752b5186/
Streaming Media
http://www.zshare.net/download/16514854120a2006/