yeah religion is a system of control...PEaCE SPoK3N
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yeah religion is a system of control...PEaCE SPoK3N
Who's God??
Is he a spook in the sky? Atheists demand proof have we been spoofed to believe lies
Have we been deceived by fictious stories of heaven n' hell when we die?
Churches defeat the purpose of finding what's beneath the surface
Wage war on sinners as if their free of sin, christians started crusifixion
Slaughtered indians, a trail of tears history is missing facts
I'm here to bring you back and awaken sleepy heads from their naps
Even scriptures have been tainted it's been stated by historians
Ya'll ignoring them mislead by Satan, hating the truth
Pastors, and preachers fool you with their interpretations of the truth
we're trapped in a world of pleasure and pain
where even sexual encounters are one in the same
and tyrants of men steal wives of the slain
while the suffering stay humble and the rich always complain
and alcholic beverages are produced from the grain
while there's children who starve when bread can be made by the same
I smell the weight of a diaper from a baby neglected
I see a woman thown on the streets after her house was inspected
I hear a crack head beg for change cuz he like's pleasure injected
I feel my body grow week from all these things- it's infected
a world where it's better to be feared then respected
;););) ... Thx Ben, I think I will ...Quote:
Originally Posted by bigben
Charging_Soldier
we're trapped in a world of pleasure and pain
where even sexual encounters are one in the same
and tyrants of men steal wives of the slain
while the suffering stay humble and the rich always complain
and alcholic beverages are produced from the grain
while there's children who starve when bread can be made by the same
I smell the weight of a diaper from a baby neglected
I see a woman thown on the streets after her house was inspected
I hear a crack head beg for change cuz he like's pleasure injected
I feel my body grow week from all these things- it's infected
a world where it's better to be feared then respected
Dae
Peace to all the poets dropping' the mad lines
weather it be food for thought or simple nourishment for the mind
as the bells of life chime, they take me back to a time
when a woman had no worries and thoughts were blurry when it came to crime
it all seems so distant because the world is full of ills
sending shivers up my spine while leaving my flesh covered with chills
no one gives a fuck about the thrills
cuz, it's only momentary elation
a snap back to reality makes one envision the vast frustration
... complications holding us down
while the higher ups plaster on frowns
swimming in a sea of luxury while the rest of us just drown
they're selfishly holding the life boats with the hopes that keep us afloat
teasing us like little children and stringing us along like fiends on dope
to hell with all their bullshit attempts to sell us these dreams of freedom
brainwashed by sugarcoated lines that have the flock going wherever they choose to lead them
but I'll rebel ...
cuz see, a sister wants out of this cell
I don't give a damn about this melting pot they call America because to me it's synonymous with hell
it's like living a death sentence that been wrongly opposed upon me
still suppressed and oppressed in a land where we're supposed to be free
so, fuck the 40 acres and a mule, how about real employment with descent wages
and owning a home and an automobile without prices and taxes being so outrageous
how about a free collage education and some muthafuckin' healthcare
you know, some real shit for the "children" instead of the endless grip of welfare
help solidify this "future" that you claim they're supposed to be
because the future as it stands right now appears to me to be quite bleak
the only thing our government does is procrastinate and hesitate
putting our lives on the back burner, not giving a damn about out fate
I feel hopeless at times, like I'm trapped in a maze with no escape
That's just how it seems ...
I just want to spread my wing and take flight to a land of lost dreams
where people really care about their fellow man first, and give a fuck about the possessions and the cream
I'm not just blowing off some steam, I'm giving a voice to some real issues
trying to let the masses of children know "I'M STILL WITH YOU"
hopefully others will feel my message so that I won't have to stand alone
unite under the flags of what right so that we can provide our children with a "HOME"
Peace
Ups to Ben putting out some serious verses & keeping the energy up...
Dae your 2 posts here are fantastic & inspiring, loaded with armor piercing truth.
Spoken, digging your original style and confrontative perspective on religion,
Black W.I.S.D.O.M taking it back to the essence, peace be upon you brother. Look forward to reading more from you
Charging Soldier- Deep, insightful & beautifully worded. A different approach to some of the material I've read from you. Keepin' it real in the badlandz!
Peace to everyone postin' in here. Shit is high class, no doubt. Too many quotables to even try to specifically mention them all, lets keep building!
ONE LOVE
Unresolved
" Was misled by the lying honesty, the faith that was given to, theirs was all fake, no one told anyone, as they just left one to the misguided way, to them it was all fun, distroying anothers life, which was no help, for one mistake, that seemed too simple to be done, was performed by one who didn't have knowledge of it, they left their cause with no purpose, thats whats been bringing down, all those amongst, less priviledges for they where not helped accordingly from the beginning".
You know I gots ta keep it "Dae" lol ... I will, in time, drop some feed on all these beautiful jewels, but I thought I would start with this one first. Black this piece was on some minds eye elevation, no doubt. You always come across to me as a warrior, always fighting for truth and righteousness. You and your words always leave me with a strong, deep feeing of pride. Keep ringing the bells of truth my brother, and I will stay forever rocking.Quote:
Originally Posted by blackwisdom
Peace and One Luv
Damn Ben, this shit was like ... amazin'. It's like you open up your mouth and pure fire just comes blazing out. I'm always like whoa after reading something like this from you. You stay on some revolutionary type shit. Big ups to you homie for always holding it down.Quote:
Originally Posted by bigben
Peace
Very deep read Spoken. I always look forward to seeing one overcome the various obstacles placed before them along this journey we all call life. You give off such a strong vibe through your writing. You're a very admirable Poet. Your youth stays well hidden behind the veil of your writing ... if only more could see through eyes, they would be a lot better off cuz I tell ya ... you are truly something special. As always I'd like to say, keep your head up and stick with this craft, because you do it a great justice.Quote:
Originally Posted by SpOk3N
Peace
Raw truth my brotha ... raw truth. I share your vision homie. This reads like it could have come from me. We are all so quick to turn a blind eye to all that is truly meaningful in this life, being foolishly mislead by all the materialistic bullshit that is laid before us. It saddens me greatly, to say the least, to know that we as a people have fallen victim to such a corrupt society ... maybe one day we'll all rise above.Quote:
Originally Posted by james
Who knows ...........
Peace
Rather than comment, I thought I would just build on your post ...Quote:
Originally Posted by SurreaL
I'm not sure where I stand, but I hope that life goes on
but I'm not foolish enough to believe that we are simply reborn,
I feel that we somehow pass on to an even greater existence
dwelling within a higher realm where the soul meets no resistance
devoid of self conflict, the purest state of elation
experiencing and unending reign of total exhilaration
a greater sense of understanding beyond the fathoming of natural man
like a unification of kindred spirits in a Zen state without demands
mingling amongst the stars in the form of raw energy
knowing real freedom for the first time, without constant threats from an enemy
reaching the pinnacle of perfection, if there really is such a thing
the completion of a full circle is what I hope the after life brings
Peace Surreal
Our love for our families and one another is something they'll never be able to strip away. Beautifully articulated Ben.Quote:
Originally Posted by bigben
Peace
This read more like a verse that a poem, but it was dope just the same. Being that rap and poetry go hand in hand, it's all good.Quote:
Originally Posted by G...
One Luv, and Peace
Gotta run for now ... but I'll be back to hit up the rest a little later on. I must say, Great work everyone, and ...
Peace
Forgiveness
" Yes good things last for their given time, all takes its course, that which cannot be filled in will flow past, such not to be heard of, thats how real it is, for all must be in mind, so can dwell in pattern, as willed, it gives all orderness, and scattered humbly revealed its true character, that was which adopted, though must take part each slowlly gaining it for internal growth, matters seemed to end after, but remained by the so ever presentness, thus must take a bit of it, what has to happen, will be what it was, for still are proceeding".
a random thought....
clusters of sores herpe infected whores with liverworst breath what the fuck is next?? a midget complex that fidgets during rigid snot sex mucous collected and bought as the infected are outlined in chalk muttering bastards lined up and shot digestive tracks in a shit knot exploding tummy's feces runny asses muddy oh well get a diaper buddy you're one of the lucky victims stuck with the ugly stick here take a taste and lick dine on designs made to get us sick televised stories chicken strips and bacon bits growth chemicals inserted they twist nature into anamolies turning off certain genomes stomping on freedoms marching mobs treason lost humanity and reason society's wrong survival season vile legions of denial increasing FEMA delays aide while scheming men behind closed doors are thinking while the focus on the the war continues receeding these venues of the bleeding while menu's served for corporate eating who's really cheating?? do you believe everything you're reading??
PEaCE Dae elevated minds think alike strike and survive through rainy nights!!
Guardian your poems always make me think hard about what you're suggesting and expressing....
slumber sometimes funny dumber and dumber they wonder and blunder days of thunder tom cruise is a bitch scientology in ya ass crack slit slobbering sluts can only wish as dopefiends kiss a spider infested pipe burning out the lights ticks fatten up from the bloody bite despite the rubbers worn in the night chiggers and fleas fight strike precise erradicating life leaving behind undescribable horror all in the name of order executive orders killing men women sons and daughters welcome to the farm feed on harm then slaughtered in the barn
Explanations
" Continued discoveries have just blocked other activities, we must remain to ours, yes many things that would be, that had to be done, slowlly moving in the seen direction, it seems to be working, speeding will only give rigid efforts of perfection, and that which is complete hardly spoken, proceed ahead those others that had all their advantages, to comply with the truth they saw, yet can accept it, there are those occasions, where all is tested till its brink end, of nothing told, that silences the part with discreet depth".
i feel joy but have no expression
i own the world but have no possessions
mind is filled with cruel intentions
so i ask the lord for faith redemption
i start insurections and riots in the heart
shoot with a tounge of fire, deadly darts
falling apart a soul is consumed
mind is rugged but body well groomed
i assume high postion but low potential
have no goals but high credentials
fulfilled with tension but a relaxed being
its all dark and that's all I'm seeing
a life worth agreeing but emotions are debated
mind is full of memories but important times have faded
a quick jot
poetry allows us to release stress and steam,
pressure cooked cream is every ones dream,
shallow streams politcal capitalist on the scene,
washing everything clean as we're following,
Necessities
" That would not have taken place, natural in its own habitat, plus in different areas, as always the home place is seasonal, changing then put at a disadvantage, that had to be similar, was each day gone with its own given time, and soon fading before grasped back and found out, once not just rediscovered the true being, could it be to remain in this way, strengths were fixed on one, for them to act on, and were basic orders, that had to be overcomed, repeat famililarized those once not absent, thats how it should only go, finding out more, they got used but trully did not know, so it went on for its recorded existence".
Sociality
" Though there where instances which took out more than others had expected, still questioned the ignorance that was always amongst, how often discouraged the rest, what was to be done kept toward distinct amounts, concepts chosen in defeat of the purpose, quickly parted to diminish its goal, now became centralized, with many occupations confined for the delicate type, focus given its gradual stare, supplied shares which later matured humble with all its might, when those wondered left some memorised, upon certain conditions".
Outcomes
" And that was its purpose, for those who could not comprehend, had let go of new experiences, and mistakes were made, one was to notice and move on, for then knowing should have caused some form of rejection, it would be indifferently met, each was with its own side, how it was to be appreciated, had been by those who knew, with all its moments, those shared within that time, where all to be of some importance, but the way it had gone, was of its direction, non had its path, each with their own part, even if it was the same, it was all but real which had proceeded".
DOPE THREAD
real deep imagery in here
Completion
" They where calculations created but would not work out in that way, with many disappointments noticed through humble retreats, questioned measures gave no part to glimpse, or restricted motions, versatile methods recalled that each must commune from a similar area, speeches bestowed upon last times request, what another understood, even retirements purpose faced the opponents, still written for essence, while essential systems balanced when required, not to escape toward the past, and natures treasures distinguished plus factual dispersements".
" That which is seen, may be explained, but to complete the cycle, one would have to have all teachings, thats how some work, but the whole point would have been they learnt, having had to define is a step ahead, gradually all increases, yet they don't want to be told, and learn as they can, it is well for others to progress, in the correct way, we don't change any others, the purpose is here, after there was to be nothing, thats all part of the providence, just bearing much at hand, what will do after, is the fruit of a once adopted root".
ohh yeah nice additions guardian!@!!
I live passed the status of a surgen
pushin black suburbans, no friends
I don't need no
skeemin all my poetry through the borders and my people
smoke mad dope
so I cut throats with my mental
connections in my mind get preciser than the trebble
They shook
couldn't spice they life with Trice and ice and
I can't believe son
youv been barkin' at my tree son
this my man is trahison
the whole thing got you mixed up, made you wanna steel my tricks up
Now the hard part's over we can see that you are scared of us
Don't start frontin or you gon see that we the murderous
Disciples recognize me from the wisdom of the sages
cuz I don't give a fuck I get my knowledge from the pages
Acknowledgements
"Always recognize the change, what these responsibilities will be, for another to experience, if developed with those other patterns, that would be a different character, although it tries and slowlly wears on, for thats what should guard against, and try and prove it, those who fill in with lies, these are various types, and an element can be conceived absent minded, the physical is very detectable, plus all this enhances the skill, thus must be always practiced, so for it to be better, it must be learned of ways, how to avoid, these kind of traits, many left to theirs, thats what would accept, but maintain the self, through all that is brought upon, for swaying with trying different remedies, will not help, rather anticipate what has happened, whilst what is real will follow its paths, each one has their own".
ANGEL RESTSSleep Angel, you have been through much
makin my life brighter even with the slightest touch
cause even in the dark, your bright as day
your words more soothing than a million singing blue jays
to have you by my side, even after all my mistakes
is like driving a car, even after it breaks
If Love is all it takes, then I'm going to Love u more than all the Fall leaves you can rake,
and if you dont believe me now...just wait till I make this earth quake.
wrapped resentment stacked contentment
shacked and shuffled bashed and muscled
the past they puzzle extract the blood puddles
the death quarterback flashed in the huddle
slapped we scuffle but masks are muzzled
deceptively taxed then cuddled relaxed so subtle...
the beaks of the raptors clack and caw
these bastards grip with massive claws
distracting pause most dead in the smog
where poor victims fall or slow to a crawl
pinchers of crawdads grip onto straw
breaking the small " Pull ! " the clay pigeon, Call....
reflector i'm shining as light sparkles so shiny reminds you of lightening enchanting but frightening eye opening enticing ever so lightly I enter through spines my incision so fine not a trace to find as you rest and recline my frequency's bind peeling the rhind off of the fruit imposters persue as the gossip ensues auctions of news are used to abuse the views of the bemused infused with a programs political views the ridicule construes facts and fiction to stimulate, confuse exercise the mules mental clocks on snooze still, the oils ooze...
14 years old
Barely out of junior high
The young man was sold
Stories of wealth and lies
He passed them on
Through his brothers and sisters
His life was in its dawn
Dew formed on his blisters
I FEEL THE WORDS,,, THAT ARE WELL SENT....
IF I COULD SHOW SOME OF MY INTENT...
ITS NOT TO PRETEND TO BE, DOMINATE...
ITS TO LET YA'LL KNOW HOW I, REPRESENT...
HERE TASTE THE MAIN INGREDIENT...
A BIT OF GRAVEL MIXED WITH THE CEMENT...
BIG BROTHER GOT ME FEELIN THE RESENTMENT...
BREAKING MY BACK WITH VERY LITTLE PAYMENT...
LANDLORD GOT LAWYERS CAUSE I AINT GOT RENT..
HOW THE F*CK AM I SUPPOSED TO STAY CONTENT....
IM READY TO GO BUY OR RENT A TENT...
CAUSE THIS TENNANT AINT ABOUT TO GET BENT..
BUT I DO GET MAD WHEN MY RIDE GETS A DENT..
GET IN MY BELLY LIKE FAT BASTARD.....GOVERMENT
ILL DROP BUSH FOR THE SAKE OF THE ARGUEMENT...
I CONSENT GOT US WORKING FOR THE FRAGMENTS..
SMALL PIECE OF THE PIE CAUSE WE GOT A ACCENT...
FEEL THE BURN ON OUR RAPIDLY MOVING DESCENT
LIKE OUR MONEY ARE SOULS ARE WELL SPENT...
LIKE FRESH BREATH YES I NEED SOME TRIDENT....
MY BREATH SMELLING LIKE SOME DIRTY VENT...
LIKE A HURRICANE YOU COULD NOT PREVENT....
LIKE THIS EVENT .I HOPE YOU FELT WHAT I MEANT...
DONT WORRY SAM YOU WILL GET YOUR PERCENT..
LIKE MY MIND ...IF ONLY YOU COULD INVENT..
TO FAIL ON US IN A TIME OF NEED ...
SPAWNED LIKE YOUR NEW SEED....
Unchangeable
" Culture is for anyone, tradition the practice of people, religion and belief is personal, with healing for all upon the earth, concerntrations shifted as had been before, normal purposes for the benefit of most, though recognized the points expressed, still drifted in thought while domains continued, attracted modes where the pressures involved, just mistaken by sounds plus power, recalled that many had listened, conversations desputed the presentations made, offences caused with little regret until was told to where was begun, responded advances which led to faulty standards, whilst observed the relm".
you rotting whale carcasses are exploding in the sun,
I smell the stench of the young burning in the slums,
why do we run at a rats pace? the maze is in place,
attention deficit disorder at a staggering rate,
our children succumb to irrational thoughts,
6 inches of paper with a headshot of slave owners sought,
a Democracy turned to Republic and the Proud love it,
cuz these bastards covet like the neck of a redneck with a mullet,
the masses head butted bastardized and beat,
enter the areas where you survive hustling to die in the streets,
right next to poor schools with poor teachers that dine with the beast,
designer duds will repeat while we die for shoes on the billboard feet,
and cut the juggular or pop a brain stem just to be respected by the meak,
I'm Sick of those mental morons mimicing the cypher of sleep,
Wake from the clutches of these devils gripping us in the streets...
Terror {:(
Crying, :'(screaming, Begging, and pleading. The sounds of horrible terror.
Terror like the wind blazing thhrough on a stormy night.
The fear rushing within me. My minde swirling around like a hurricane.
The kicking, the punching, :ouch: the screaming, the acts of horrible terror. }:T
As the pain rose within me my fear grew stronger.
The fear that the devil }) was with him.
Too afraid to move, Even more afraid to speak.
Had the wind blown our love away?
Was this the end or was it the beginning? :?
Walking, thinking, seeing him sleeping.
Telling myself this is a good time to be flying.
Flying away like a bird to a safe nest.
Only going never looking :looking: back.
Questioned
" Only tried to supply, later quests that others followed to success, whilst most had rested simple attractions led to enforced beliefs, nor what was to be said, there where given rates which fell under custom, circumstance and all that went with it, absent-mindedness confessed in actions displayed of occured effect, chosen types much surrounded, made fools of each one, through distinct motions, persued supple treats to adjust, laughs were ment for those able to observe, wanted faults of begotten experiences, when ordained to split the functions to two, hidden facts expressed to manifest a plight".