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i am more than what i seem
as i wake, i live a dream,
in my butterfly wing world
i wade upon your silver screen
appearing brackishly unpatterned
microcosmic fractal that i be.

I'm in a stolen oba accord
driving back in time to be lord
and take back
the song of the sword
elemental brothers
ibeji
of each others tonal mothers
meaning lovers in the sence
that innocence
could heal a war
possibly or nevermore innocent is earth
belekin births within
production of oil
ask the king what its for
nigerian mines create rich ife
and some
more poor and humbled
asking ariyans how much more
the pyramidal gravity force gets ruptured
since removing the power source
and covering it in holy words
with reverse worth
esoteric jesuit control
of other levels of
pre enochian vibratory words
oro sounds and orunmila records
a sound to be returned as a material crown
forevermore.
oh help me fathers and whores
mothers and bastards of
leigons in discord
heads banging against a wall
on both sides of the gates
broken,
moonchild laughs accordingly
a token to the fact
he's already bored of me
spoken in reaction to
venetian lords to be lost in
ancestral history
remembered by me
as a five toed hen who was sacrificed by we
within a golden mean
for screaming that he was better than a king
hot blooded reptilian brain
most never even hoping to know these things
content with buying pots gold chains
and collecting cultish stone things
or creating slow coming names
for ourselves in circles of our friends
shamans are that which remains
remember that we speak with hurricanes
and lava stains the first path of esu
never melting on aiye
a pox on that historical play
comet apophis is a couple decades away
revolution of friends must be in accord
with a poor mans accurate lens on history.
one day will be a golden day
i'm even headed to a.a
:x


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"If the America people ever allow private banks to control the issuance of their currencies, first by inflation and then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around them will deprive the people of all their prosperity until their children will wake up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered." ~Thomas Jefforson


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The following comments are for "Dude, wheres my honda Accord? (an anti papal poem)"
by Roach

Wrap Roach
I bet this sounds good over a mike. I can feel the cadence in it.
Good writing, don't know if spelling is in error or purposeful.
It is distracting for me, but just a little.

williamhill

( Posted by: williamhill [Member] On: July 15, 2011 )

worth the read
Quote:
meaning lovers in the sence


It's obvious that you are well versed in the language so I'm wondering if you meant something other than sense

( Posted by: Pen [Member] On: July 16, 2011 )





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