fade to black

My black skin is my decent; Africa even back when they would laugh at ya, back stab ya, crack that whip on ya, spit on ya, these are my ancestors and they jump brooms for good luck. Plus the masters gun did bust, bodies slumped over; when will this be enough.

That’s the stuff that keeps me sharp as a trouser cuff, thinking back of where I’m from; the blood in me is tough: ill huff and ill puff and I’ll blow your little house in. again my black skin comes from within, melatonin; darkness, harnessed black magic.

Black holes birth black suns; I am one, a child of the son, sun which one. God says that all really is one.

Confusion; hallucination-impersonation of the pharaoh is all that I know. Gold temples and thrones; right hand, home: show your black skin equals the light within; sharp as a bobby pin.

Instrumental spins; faded. We all fell from heaven to earth; placement.

Pavement is where I learned my lessons of life; stains on my spirit is what lead me to Christ.

There is no such thing as the afterlife, we are forevermore. I and I am life and I and I are all wise.

Snake eyes in Eden in Africa; African-my black skin.

Blackhemmingwayπ©