Black Poetry : Africa Cries I Reclaim Thy Rightful Place The Serpents Has Been Summons He Know Must

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  1. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Africa Cries I Reclaim Thy Rightful Place The Serpents Has Been Summons He Know Must Leave My House
    By Jacqueline Amos








    I thy ancestor of the motherland ,
    sits upon the rock of thy legacy,
    thou shall not be still, brutal murders,
    alienations of masses, in human acts,
    crime against society, diminishing my spiritual grounds,
    of my ancestors lands.

    Un Compromising attacks,
    of the future and the past,
    I reclaim my stool,
    visitors must leave.
    Death in the name of justice.
    Never again shall my sons be lynched,
    through the corners of there minds,
    and castrated of there dreams,
    I the Kings an Queens of my fathers palace.

    I reclaim on this day. I the blackberry brandy,
    cut from the nectars of thy roots.
    Reclaim my rightful place. I
    the legacy of my fathers spiritual palace.
    I shall return and reclaim my rightful place.

    Africa’’ Africa” Africa

    My arms are long, my hair is wooly,
    I carried the world on my back.
    I come with revenge. You are commanded,
    to leave my palace, I come with the army of thy God.



    I sing the song of glory,
    the curse shall be in stored,
    on your family tree.
    The thrift of thy ancient dust.
    Hate me be me, Hero’s nothing but a sandwich,
    A Spirit that refuse to be converted,
    shall not be silence.
    I the ancestor of the motherland,
    have spoken.

    Freedom of my people shall not be denied.
    Thy ancestors of a thousand voices,
    shall not be move.
    Dreams of the future,
    better then the history of the past.

    Rebuking in what was said then did.
    I break the chains, of the serpents,
    that walk upon thy land.
    I the legacy of thy fathers words.

    Listen to the drums as my ancestors march,
    thy children shall suffer no more,
    listen the drums the warriors of thy God,
    they will be no victim song.
    Listen to thy children as they return from the pass,
    they will be no more slaughter,
    upon my palace of love, visitor must now leave.

    Malicious powers of enemies,
    stand before thy holy grounds,
    like thieves in the night.
    I the spirit will sit before your death.

    I the eyes that man shall see,
    I the shoulder that he may lead,
    I the breath when its to hard to breathe,
    I the laughter when you bring them tears,
    I rise, in the name of thy almighty God,
    I command you to leave my house.

    Betrayal of my family tree, I am love, I am mercy,
    deep decree of God, the taste of bitter brimmed,
    by curse of serpents revenge.
    The dark has fallen, I awake,
    I am love, I am mercy, I am faith.
    Thou nights thou nights,
    thou days are flooded thy tears,
    will no longer run over.

    I the mind, I the womb,
    I the chosen of Gods grace,
    I the mother of the Universe.
    Motherland inheritance
    from God. I the mist of tears.
    I sought the essences of peace.
    I turn me gracefully.
    Thunderous storms above thy feet.
    Thirsting upon the nights,
    thy blood run through thy motherlands.

    My children of the child like heart.
    Thy cry through the night,
    the thoughts that shivers,
    the summoned of calm.

    My children turn a deaf ear,
    to thy words and adapt,
    the legacy of the devil himself,
    The curse shall be broken,
    thy God shall return upon the earth.

    Oh the greed of the universe ,
    has tarnish the emperor of its on self worth.
    Thy sing the words of thy ancestors,
    many who have came,
    thy sons denied they rightful place.
    The harvest of the jewels,
    shall turn an tarnish and kill the serpent,
    who has stolen its great wealth.

    I am the whom thy seek.
    Thou gravest love, from thee,
    who gravest love from me.

    I summon the thieves, that sold my children,
    to the serpents of disease,
    you shall also feel the pain of the wipe.
    Nevertheless you wear the same face.
    There shall be no mercy,
    upon those who sold my children,
    to weakness of man.

    A sin against your own family tree.
    There shall be no bargaining with the devil,
    there is no reasoning that I seek.
    Society Program Integrity, fear of slave mentality,
    extermination, destruction of a reproduction.
    See an self deceptions,
    Black glutton walk like a King ,
    talk like a serpent, hiding behind black face.


    Copywriter 2002

    Dedicated to:
    IN GOD WE TRUST

    No part of this poem may be copied without the consent of the poet/writer
     
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    once again u have open da minds to see da vision
    ya pen mighty then da sword...........
     
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    "Black glutton walk like a King ,
    talk like a serpent, hiding behind black face."

    well said Ashanta

    you know i copyright much of my work yet after the Lord called me to write "Queen Of Hearts" i feel like me copyrighting his words sent through me is like not giving the Lord himself proper credit

    i write many poems yet some poems are alot more valuable than others i could really care less at this point who takes or robs the credit of a piece's original author just as long as the message reaches GOD's children

    besides, as you have mentioned in your poems they will simply reap what they sow for robbing GOD's treasures and legacy of wisdom for their own personal gain

    peace

    poeticd
     
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    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    my sister you are right but being an artist I had to learn the hard way sometimes I have to remind my self.
    God's words are free but what ever you do you must protect your self.
     
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    This was a very prophetic and deep piece/peace!

    As you journey through this world of creativity, you will find much respect for your creative liberty. "Fret not thyself over evil doer's" and know that God hears and has dominion over all, you are the Vessel and no man will be able to take that away from you...we all add our lil form of copywrite reminders in some form or another! And you do what you feel comfortable doing. I see great things for you as you progress and grow and flourish..."You will not be tarnished.." in this "Palace"...Believe that! I love the way you give honor to God in all your works...cause you have the right idea. The more praise you give him though the more the serpent will rear his ugly head...But, "God has "ALL" power in heaven and in earth! So write on Baby sister and do the work of him that sent you. Sometimes the ole eyes have to stop and blink from reading, but you have so much to say...I know the feeling. I am so often the same way! Isn't it wonderful that we can do just that...Speak your heart's content and if that's not enough do a two parter I will tune in for sure!:teach: :teach: :teach:

    Blessings On Ya House!
     
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    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    THANK YOU SISTER Msluciousb for the conforting words, we all need to hear that in this life. I take no glory in what I do I give it to God. You can find me on any search who is jacqueline amos
    I love your work you are a very powerful sister and you have much to say. A house divided shall never stand, I try to keep it real. God bless you and keep up your spirits. In my field I am a poet and artist and blues singer. It is very cruel out there as you know, greed the seventh deadly sin. I feel a lot of energy here.
    I don't feel threaten but it is a habit to copywrite my work, in this field are any field of creation this is the first law that you learn.

    Thank you sister for your kind words and shall return to your house. God bless you
     
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    Well written

    well put together Asanta. I welcome you with honor, your words has some strong meanings. I see you are from BK also. Same here. ALL for the revolution. Peace, and love. Stay blak
     
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    Ahanta

    Absolutely beautiful peice!!!! im feelin your work!!!

    Reas
     
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    One Love , One God, One Peace, One Torch, Let the Almighty be the mouth peace of all that come in love. Fear not man fear God. May Gods blessing be upon your house, pray for me that I may continue the legacy of those who have given there lives, and there messages will not be forgotton.
     
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