Black Poetry : Escapegoat Speaks: Don't Blame Me

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    BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE Nefertum Husia Shayheh MEMBER

    United States
    Aug 10, 2013
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    Blame your society
    who likes to ping ping and boom boom
    snorters and huffers
    men who act like toilet seats
    and underwear
    jocking the next man until he's all bare
    ain't got nothing to write real to the youth about
    don't got no idea of an ethnocentric book
    gets backed up by colorful females who backstabs on a daily basis
    their curriculum for everytime they fuhkups
    i ain't got no love for none of them
    so i stands alone and satisfied
    like that hardcore tree that can't be cut down
    nor chopped
    instead dynamite down
    even then its roots are still intact
    stump removed or not i will still be there X
    cause planning pays off
    now i got time and space
    to look around for my real estate
    instead of worrying about this and that
    being reactive
    these offbrands cannot overstand war and peace
    i got my fiery arrow on target traveling untouchable ghost flaming as no one can see
    dodging being a threat to their domestic society
    cowrie shells on my 16 cornrows gives the original enemy chills
    cause they know more about my tree's historical events than their own slaves do
    and so i educate my nieces and my cousins up and down
    they hang with me tough
    it ain't no erasing their lineages
    trying to brainwash em going thru K-12 ain't happening
    that's why i am making sure all my paperwork is in order
    cause getting richer means providing more rags
    i can see more farms for us regardless my Great Uncle George being dead
    keeping my stride going like that first time i rode a horse in the late spring of 2001 while in GA
    i felt that Cherokee spirit uplifted like Cherokee Bill
    but the only difference between me and him
    i ain't getting caught up in no koochie you see
    i'm gon kill off any obstacle and jump over hurdles if evil be offending me
    with business and economics
    i am totally convinced to the heart mind and soul spirited that i am all good without remorse to any enemy since coming back from being flatlined completely
    revived to see my own destiny come thru vs anybody
    being better than my last times is all i got
    putting all my pieces of my puzzle together
    meaning keeping secret about my emotions
    to myself kicking waters into a ripple barefooted listening to ancestor 2Pac keeping my head up
    i got nothing 2 lose
    as my pen moves to make my frequencies show
    freedom out that cage Maya Angelou
    Imhotep tell em it ain't no killing me
    i'm too busy being taught the Garveyian Difference
    on my mission with two Xs as my pupils of my eyes
    Queen Yaa Asantewaa got my back to my fullest is what she keep on saying
    inside my real reoccurring memories
    defending me
    so i'm stepping unafraid everyday and everynight on the realla see
    Queen Nyakasikana i'm turned out expressing nonfiction
    plotting real estate before i cross-country
    a new trade route
    everybody need to come to my market full of wants
    i got minks and silks from Seoul
    bought the whole store out per spot in a city
    learning International Business and their language
    the Five Nation Tribes wear
    back to the west coast of Afrika
    you will catch me too back in the UK
    cause my star constellation rules over there and the USA
    i done already been where i needed to go
    tried to get a business together with lost souls
    it didn't work
    so i'm solo moving faster on the low low
    steadily looking at my pinstripe suits on them hangers with the plastic drape on them glossy
    kiwi shined round toe banker shoes
    with no necktie
    just cufflinks...
    get my hair flatironed
    now i'm an exotic fly handsome Edo part Cherokee
    scripted with the bowler hat on pushed down slightly
    meaning i am putting in work from a different angle
    strapped with a leather belt and the letter X buckle centered
    cause i comes stepping unknown as they try to figure out who and why to the dome
    all i do is represent me as a Young Ancestor representing my Ancestors from every abstract angle
    i kicks back plus ram through opportunities
    finally on top of my hills where no killer dares to envision or even seek of me...
    escapegoat speaks--
    don't blame me(echoing)

    "When people be thinking they know you to blame you in order for their insecurities to remain unknown just agree with them and smile...laugh to yourself out loud after turning your back to them all one by one then jump on your night mare cause i got mine and ride on out like a true rider gallops through your nights defeating evil as your good coming up even more as a true racist...cause in your mindset they should be and always will be dead--remember? Geah and that's real when you invisible indivisible invincible and immortal cause after all you did outlaw too in order to become a Young Ancestor righ?...."