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« on: September 11, 2007, 01:03:29 AM »

I have a biblical story of   
How raining bullets
Have young brothers wading in bloody waters
Young girls drop there garments
Clubs have become the place to bathe in communion wines
As young boys on the block scream holla because
They can't get out halle-lu-jah
While running- Being the product of there Environment
Trying to be the first prodigal son to make it home
Before the streets of satin takes them under

See rap-rap has become there benediction
Thugs are not suppose to have faith in religion
There almost indigenous
 So check this
I had a conversation with god the other day
He said he had more heart felt prayers from street corners
Then he had from people that kneel at altars
He had more hethins
Trying not to falter
Then he had Sunday morning saints
Claiming not to be Saturday nite club hoppers
I spitt this pain that has been blessed by my deity
Burning a path-way of truth
Through this land of hypocrisy, because
Believe -it - or not
Hell is the place my uncle got shoot
Purgatory is were a infant body has to decide
To be the addict is was born to be
Or Clean-up and be a productive member of society
Exodus is the story of how we're still trying to
escape  Poverty , being treated grossly Inhumane
As Deuteronomy is the explanation of how
Every generation before me, looks down on me
But refuses to stand up and teach me
A generational gap that allows todays cops
Masters of  homicide
Slap cuff on me---- and say
It's because I have nothing to do in the community
See I--- don't- --like--- fantasies
I want to hear nothing  Noah's ark
 saving animals
Because they ship us from
Penitentiary to penitentiary and
That's how they treat us
So we hold tatoo's of david's star's
Crosses and become pork free
Jail houses are like
Praying in the Mosk
Sitting in the synagogue
And walking through the sanctuary
And our souls still aint free
I--- want --- to --- be --- fed-- the -- truth!!!
As closed minded people
Will call the Blaspheme
Acid poetry
Well I hope it burns open the eye's of
Churches that won't see the gaping holes
In our community
Regardless of your denomination
My God made one nation
So I will spitt this until
My body --mind --and--Sprit
Becomes a walking prophecy
My faith takes the face of Abraham
Each scripture I rewrite
Will make my dreads loc
352 times greater than Enoch's
That's 352 books I will have to write
Until my father say's come yee
sit right here beside me
See this is deeper the religion
It's the pit of Sprituality
So I will give  unconditional love and
Every drop of my integrity
Until he send me back just to see
I no longer have to write these Biblical Stories....
Azania 7
Posts: 12

« Reply #1 on: January 10, 2008, 01:40:54 PM »

Pure Fire!!! this Truth must be kept alive for all 2 know the hypocrisy of re-legion.

"...we are not anti-anybody.We are pro-Africa..." Robert Sobukwe
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