Black Poetry : Black Women Journey “America Your Doors Are Open” Explain What And Who Is ? The Bond

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Black Women Journey “America Your Doors Are Open” Explain What And Who Is ? The Bond Between The Blackman And God"

Wednesday, September 22, 2004


Man the source of life, there is no silence, the script was written which he refuse to obey, wisdom of his individual consciousness; the summaries of life that was given within the tomb of life, wisdom that breeds within his genes, which some follows behind the darkness a easy way out, forgetting the pain of yesterday, nevertheless he holds the key to the future, Ancestral blood that flows within his sources of legacies; neglecting which he knows the world only through his outward mind, closing out truth, and senses and by interpreting, the forces of forbidden knowledge, the ordination which comes through the spirit of God, the culture that is blocked out, under the hypnotic state of mind, self to destruction, consciousness which becomes one, recantation of self, and the abomination of destruction of the world; cloaked through the womb, cosmic consciousness, rebirth divine detention of a king, the sources of resurrection the analogy of a black man; the child in the womb of his mother looks from one end of the world to the other, God whispered in man’s ear, humble he leads, knowing all the teachings, the smell of death, that hides behind the roots of the devil, the mind that looses the inheritance , forgetting the words which was given by God before the link of his mothers firsts push; the bond between the blackman and God.




The mortal sickness of man dreaming with hidden
agenda’s to over throw all. Never cease
the dignity of God’s laws, Satin has
arrived to claim as many as he can.
Nose of hate without surrender.
The bank of God shall not be
destroyed, Close not the eyes,
communists is not loyal to color,
only the wealth of the land. Beware of man,
whom tramples creations, with the sounds
of roars, with no truth, beware do not blink
your eyes, the battle cries of tears from
God’s eyes. Battle cry, Belligerency the slaughter,
of the family tree.

The sanctions of
the spoken words, Derisions scorn,
of the holy grounds, the symbols
of emblems, that set before,
as the devil steals from the universe.
Black Women Journey
“America Your Doors Are Open”
“Peace Be Still”.


Upon the night the warrior of death,
as a fly that sits and watch
For it’s prey, the silence of the
chambers who awaits mans death.
The implications of weakness that sits upon the night.
The devils that bring forth
destruction, the warrior awaits.
The clouds cry blood.
Voices from the grave.
Tree's that swings by self.
Voices of arms that touches earth.
Rivers that links hand and hand;
Warriors that throw flames.
Warriors without face.



The captivity of chambers
who carries a torch.
The empowerment of resources
of darkness that lingers as man sleeps.
The mortal sickness of man dreaming ;
with hidden agenda’s to over throw all.
Never cease the dignity of God’s laws,
Satin has arrived to claim as many
as he can. Nose of hate without surrender.
The bank of God shall not be destroyed,
Close not thy eyes, communists is not
loyal to color, only the wealth of the land.
Beware of man, whom tramples creations,
with the sounds of roars, with no truth,
beware do not blink your eyes, the battle
cries of tears from God’s eyes.




Tarnished and no conscious of what he represent..
The black face's of spirits have return.
battles within the nations of nation;
The king has return, to reclaim his rightful place.
The fountain cries blood, the water beats upon
the land, there is no rehearsal, who claims
the rights of man. There is no property
in God's house, thieves who have entered the
temple, to steal the inhertance of God.
the snake has reverse, the bite is deadly
to its own cause.



Emotional extremist, pressures placed upon creations,
Castration of the battlefield within,
Crying out to be freed.
Shouting out for the inner peace.
Can you hear the bellowing sounds?
In hope of surrender.
The warriors of God, have returned
don't be fooled by the face,
don't be confuse, Jesus was a black man.
He said he shall return, the time is up
Who is who, and what is what?



When Gods sits at the top. Slaughters that lye
Upon the united of the free, death traps that man
sets before his own back yard.
The slaughter of his own people,

who swears they live by the script of God.
Oh the devil that sits upon the earthly thrown.
Murders who kill the creations of God.
Come from behind the doors
The light will blind you
There is no corners to hide.
Who is it that hide behinds the doors?
Who is it that pretends to be love?
Who is it that lingers in darkness
In the name of love?.

The darkness that hides behind the doors
The light will blind you
Move on this is a house of love.
Within the blood in my eyes,
Tears that stream rivers,
Pain that reflects inferno’s
My last mission upon the universe.
Burning buildings, Screams of pain.
Within these walls I declare.
I black woman have felt the pain
my son's have died in vein.
Who and Who?
Let a man stand up who feels he is greater
than God.



Your walls have fallen.
Hidden in a 8/11 box.
The gifts of a palace no longer live
No doors to hide, no glory to sing.
The mission has finally reach and end.
Prayers screamed in unisons,
of the flying images
That links from a place,
no where to be known.




I raise up my arms upon the heavens.
I screamed oh dear God deliver.
My people have finally brought closure to an end.
Let thou faith to heaven repair the wings,
That expands to the yielding of thy air,
Celestial chants in numbers flows,
Melodies enchanting strain, satin has
swallowed my People within the cloak of his mouth.



The fires of inferno’s reaches for the last brim of air.
The Universe cries, Oh thy almighty god,
Mercy to thee;
Our babies are dying, whom shall
we blame, without honor to self,
the seeds will forfeit honor in this universe.
The mission is now; Thou may he live upon this land,



Although you might not see,
Thou art is in the sky.
Freedom yearns, for the resurrection of man,
Pyramids of the universal life.
Treasures that reflect truth.
I women must stay strong.
Spirits created by the ocean, rebirth,
Affirming real things.



No longer for us to decide.
The will to give love, and the will to humble;
under the devils rejoice. The will to subside
when ignorance continues to flow.
The will to carry the torch, when the
storm appears, fearing not the suggestions
of those blinded by the storm.



I have been murdered through tribulations,
but I shall return, Until my brothers get it right.
The man of wisdom shall hold its own.
Through the valley of death; Man shall
not understand the philosophy of a true king;
The mission has now come to an end.



Oh thou scars of my hand, the piece
leaves, thou speaks, masking the roars,
thy singing tree, the whispering of the air,
As the broken limbs, waves fair well the
changing of the leaves, Oh thou scars,
of my hand; The scars on my back,
I carry in the palms of my hand,
the rivers run deep, Oh the legends,
Of self defeat, thy hands, the scars, of the earth.



Fear not the pain of the realms,
Fear not the blindness of man,
Fear not the corporations of faith,
Long distance plantation shall come to an end.
Corrupted and brutal acts of fear.
Shall no longer be the salvation of your tears.
What secrets powers dose fear controls,
Only an illusion, that clings to the mind.
Proud of my submissive tears,
Fear shall no longer live within my space.
The mission has now been summoned to end.




Toxins that is bought and traded to kill.
The people of the land of the free.
What have we learned about greed?
The holocaust which man continue to breathe;
Elders who fight just to live;
Children that live upon the battle
grounds of the free.Our back yard
is dirty and our people are dying.
Who will save America the land of the free.



Life is life, death is death, God is God, foul is foul.
"Let a man stand up who think he is greater than God."
The scars of a warrior, under the banner
of justice shall be the back door, to
hypocrisy, the body shall turn cold
within the darkness of its war. Thy
spirit shall live for those , who shall
follow in the blood, of the prophesies
of justice for all. Let not thy words be
sensuous slavery , give thee the voice
that man shall stand , for the imbibing
of Gods words. Shrines, temples,
churches, Bestrode upon fruitful knowledge,
Which man has defamed Gods house.




America charity begins at home then moves abroad.
No churches to bare knowledge of faith,
Children killing upon the street.
Mothers battered for pleasures gain.
Starving people without food are homes.
Drug addicted toxins of poisons plagued by
The scorns of our own fate
Who will save America as we fight the battle
Which we live the same in our own space.
Everyday a prayer just to live.
Understanding we are our brothers keeper,



But who is taking care of your house?
Who will feed the hungry, who will shelter the homeless,
He will build the temples of God’s house.
There is no man who owns property to God’s house,
your walls, your weapons, shall no longer,
enter fair with the creations
Of thy God. Your mission upon this land,
Is on borrowed time, kill your brother, mark your sisters.
The devil has no boundary in the creations of thy God.
We are one, we must clean our own back yard.
How can we live In a democracy when we continue
To hate a man for his color are the difference in voice;
Which he might speak, why fight the battle;
In another land, when your back yard is dirty than his.

No man has power over God’s house.
Nevertheless man creates its on
bible and laws, under minding
the words that was written
in stone. The laws of the
prophets shall not be tampered
with; nevertheless man has
made his self made thrown. Divide and
conquer the mind of
the devils
children who
Have corrupted the minds
of the children of the lord.
Let not the diversity of satin
Play games with your head;
don’t listen to the voices
that sing its on song.



I go within the sanctuary of thy thoughts,
praying to be protected from the world,
the horrors of today, oh why are thou
to be judged of thy kind heart. The giving
of a pure heart, I close my mind within
the shelter of its own sanctuary of divine
love, I must hide within the shelter of my
most protected source. Why must I pretend
to be the source of regret, when I give love,
to those who have no respect?




Its not the power of a man who lives upon the earth;
The virus snake that runs foe to foe,
unclean thoughts that plagues nations ,
taunted by un- forgive able love, without
human kindness he’s destructive to self.
Crime against humanities wars that plaque the earth.


The hands that guide mans life; The power of chose
to lead will be the answers
when Gods sits at the top. Slaughters that lye
Upon the united of the free, death traps that man
sets before his own back yard.


Toxins that is bought and traded to kill.
The people of the land of the free.
What have we learned about greed.
The holocaust which man continue to breathe.
Elders who have worked and believed in a dream,
A corrupted society that don’t give a dam.



Death be death, as the elders who
dye no insurance will cover there
benefits, as we wave the flag, America the great.

Who fights for the elders who have
worked and given to the world.

Out of sight out of mind, do anyone really gives a dam.
Elders who fight just to live.
Children that live upon the battle grounds of the free;
Our back yard is dirty and our people are dying.
Who will save America the land of the free?



I sing not upon the statute of race,
I sing not the statue of country,

Greed has no complexity of color.
The rich shall look upon the poor,
but shall be the same who often close
the saviors door. When time shall cease,
shall pass no wealth, pull nor influence will
save the sinners plea. I pledge that the
source of implementing humanity through
human kindness shall bring forth unity
among the soldiers of the lord.




Deleting who’s imitations of powers for
man’s sake, human decent in Gods spoken words.
Violence characterized to seek an humiliate,
to embrace just law.




A man is a power tool of conversion to
which it stands. A vessel to implant the
justice of God and the love of all man.
Sing not the glory of thy self, sing the
glory of humanities that man pull together
in knowledge, peace, wisdom, and understanding.
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder,
not the presents of face, the heart
shall be the mountain of Calvary for which man stands.





I cast no stones for I live within a holocaust
of its own dismissed
Murders, Books of darkness,
shall appear in the light of conscious,
Implementing sources of humanity,
through human kindness,
delete the whose and what,
in mans darkness without couscous.
Illusions of powers for man sakes.




The spirit shall live for those ,
who shall follow in the blood,
of the prophesies of justice for all.
Let not the words be sensuous slavery ,
give the voice that man shall stand ,
for the imbibing of Gods words.
Shrines, temples, churches,
Bestrode upon fruitful knowledge,
Which man has defamed Gods house.
With tarnish and no conscious of what he represent..



The devils that hide behind the cloak ,
will be exposed that hide behind Gods cloak.
I rise to another level of understanding,
in the resource of forgiveness, forbidden
love that sings oh glory to thee,
the forbidden love, which seeks my
strength, Oh thy God for the love,
which you have requested within thee.
Has been the destruction of my inner
plea. I question not thy word, but
the protection of the clean heart,
which man seems to disbelieve.






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