Wednesday, 16 August 2017

DEPRESSION

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I dye my hat with black,
'I die my heart with black'
Dread by love, shred by tobacco
Hood's pussy stinks like hoes'. 


No love lost, no love found
Except for Christians begging me to born-again
like I'm sin obtained.
Hip Hop saying another,
I hate my reflection.

I hate beliefs and religions and Gods
I hate ordinances and laws.
Friends and foes will someday gather
over my carcass after I hang myself with this rope.

But wait!
Why the haste to death when Libya and Congo are going to war?

I drink and smoke,
reminisce the past
Yesterday will never walk back to life
Nor dead memories throw back to breathe.

If I bleed Tomorrow with this Pregnancy
Who will give birth to History?
The Hall of fame is all man lives for
or he lives for nothing.
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PARADISE




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When we will wake with wings together to the cloud
With songs of praises and love in the crowd
To meet the Lord in majesty for his grace we'd loss
And share in his glory as his agonies in the cross
Will you be there?
Or will you be here?


We shall leave to live forever and to rule with Christ
Live in heaven's show and forever in life
Seize the Devil, so Death cease to exist
In the power of our King decayed is made alive.
Will you pay the wages of sin in death and cries?
Will you be there or here in Jah's restored Paradise?

When Micheal's steel cover the waters with blood like lipton in tea cups
Will you play with lions or with sinners ache in shivers and hiccups?
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HUMAN FOR HALF A SECONDS

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Everyday I wanna be a man, a proper human
To love and to hate, to fear and to be sad.
I wanna date, dump and have sex and talk bout the opposite sex with my friends
I wanna go to amusement parks, gallop on horses and see movies
And just be a regular human.

Sometimes I wanna be tied to wedlock
To raise kids and be a father
And get stuck the rest of my life with a woman I love.
Sometimes I wish to stick to a religion and go on pilgrimage
I want to be devout and hold to loyalties
To destroy everyone and everything contrary to my beliefs;
I just wanna be human for half a second...

To cry in laughter and laugh in tears
To pretend like everyone out there
That I'm in love while in hate
Or in hate while in love;
I just wanna be human for half a second...

But then I see myself transcending into glory and power beyond the human comprehension
I see myself traveling the world in search of knowledge
In search of answers to your questions
I give up my life just as life itself gave up on me to satisfy your curiosities
I carry the cross,
For you people I carry the cross to Golgotha's place
And with this cross I find peace.

How would I not be insane then if I find peace and comfort being nailed to the cross?
Do I ever make sense?

No!

I am mad. My poetic devices are mad
My freedom in this verses are mad
But you too remain mad until my madness becomes sanity.

How then can I be human if my wisdom becomes madness and my assertions becomes maddening?
If I could be human for half a seconds to be as sane as you
In hating and killing each other
In going to wars over greed and piling wealth
And yet to grow old and die
Oh ye foolish Humans!
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