Friday, March 14, 2014

Confusion

Innocent smiles crept across that wicked child's face
Looking smooth in argiles made from crocodiles, up the
Stakes.
Mischievous whispers across the ark; blowing in the dark
Lost looking for the spark within the heart.
And that's the beginning the start.
Explodes in silence; cannot be contained in this environment.
Reeks of pertinent stench, with strength of the nazzarite;
Assended and took flight despite the strife that could not be pretended
Relentless.
Given them the business; with this, pyrotechnic flow stays cold
Nose full of blow, rymes in this skull.
Into the dark he goes flowing, knowing the truth.
Holds weight like Bruce Bruce.
Call the truce; introduce this injustice, this time this ryme
Has no curses; cursed this it's in itself wears the black
Belt of the wu.
Don't run with a crew, who knew that the kings rings
Diamonds would bling, true life from dreams
Of a millionaire stings the ones living life for fun.
Stand tall never run, not even from a gun.
Shine bright as the Son with sun rays from the Sun.
Clean as a whistle; don't need the Crystal ball; be the ball
Every mountain must fall.
In the beginning man crawled and it was just
GOD nothing else existed at all.
Until Adams fall, sent us to this place, no entrance to heaven
Seems we are stagnant, with the attachment to the cloth
Wandering in this melting pot.
Wisdom and knowledge;I pray for them a lot;
Left to rot up in the sky with bean pies from Islam
Dropped the bomb.
Recited scripture from the Qur'an at dawn.
Drawn to buhda not to influence the levels of outer space
But vanished without a trace.
Black Hemingway 2014©


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