Claws poised to attack
but I prefer to retreat -
angled into a hole.
Whole souled visionary – eyes on top;
wouldn’t swap this body for any of God’s other creations.
I embrace my limitations.
Power is in balance – Maat;
and weakness or rather meekness
evens out the strengths, all I got
was given, God- driven; divine
A light in this dark Kali-yuga time.
Spinning in the middle of
my inner clock sounds an outer alarm -
Like manuka honey bees
around the most forbidden tree.
Find the kundalini sitting on a branch – awake.
Time to put it to sleep 'cause its getting kind of late
to remain in this state -
Coiled, spoiled, foiled and
scrambled, poached, over too easy,
like chicken on a hot southern day
the black family is crashing,
into societies depiction on de picture screen
I mean T.V. -
Terror and violence;
Titillation and vanity;
Toxicity and venom;
Terrorism and viscosity;
And we pay for this? Cable…
Cain and Abel –
Making unsturdy what was once stable.
Turning fact into fiction, fantasy and fable,
taking black royalty and giving them white labels
like: Housewives, Hoes and Video Vixens -
Might as well call them donna, dancer, and blitzen.
Magical brown deer
that only exist
because a jolly white man ejaculated Christ
and didn’t miss.
Sitting North with his pole
Instructing brown dears to use their gifts
While he convinces us all
that it’s rain dear, not piss;
We take our golden showers.
We let them take what’s ours.
We support their wars.
We follow celebrities
Instead of cosmic stars.