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Built to carry weight
Advertisements I will still stand up even if it all falls down Stand & deliver flying over shaking ground That be my measure for all you that come to weigh I am good in the storm My Gods built me … Continue reading
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Pragmatic Optimism
Advertisements The figs did not ripen this year nor did the dreams of democracy in the land of the free the hard green fruit only skin and seeds absent the flesh necessary to sustain the living who are left with … Continue reading
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Tagged ayodele wordslanger nzinga, blk arts, life lessons, lyrical poetry, poetry, spokenword
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Dream Me In Spring
Advertisements And again I am dreamed This time on chariots of fire I’m still on the West Coast, Still wrecking em’ With my ILL-luminating Style My thoughts are coiled With springtime blues I long for summer I long for you … Continue reading
Sassy
Advertisements once classed as obsession known by a chosen few a prized possession in the vein of confession lately I’ve sensed hesitation as suitors envision complete capitulation utter domination by such finely honed temptation such elegant vexation rare honey aging … Continue reading
notes for horn
Advertisements notes for horn makes me wanna say sumpthin fly when baby play horn like that it makes me wanna spit some cool issh slips me into mental grooves sweet melody in my ear inspiring in me lyrical menus lilting … Continue reading
Carmina’s Request
Advertisements Will you quiet me in the night? when my brow furrows and my hands reach for something on just the other side of this reality. I have read books of shadows eaten legend and digested fable searching in chaos … Continue reading
Baby’s Horn
Advertisements when baby plays that horn birds sit down to listen tall girls dance slowly grown men cry when baby plays his horn small boys whistle youngsters snap their fingers old ladies close their eyes, sigh when baby plays his … Continue reading
Blues Joint
Advertisements Roll me like a joint. Rock me, like I don’t got bones. Say you got red hot lovin, well honey man, bring it on. Say you got red-hot lovin daddy, well rock yo mama till the meat fall off … Continue reading
Horizontal Dancin
Advertisements horizontal dancing as the daylight sits down to devour the night i scream your name into your open mouth you moan our tongues tango as you pour your soul into my ocean over and over lava hardens in the … Continue reading
New Love
Advertisements New love is like fireworks in a summer sky I am a child again virgin again each sensation new untasted untried to be rediscovered in new arms electric entanglement fermented fever denial as sweet sharp as fulfillment nothing hurts … Continue reading
