Black Poetry : I Stepped Off Earth

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  1. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I Stepped Off Earth


    I sit upon the foggy entrance that I shall see
    Liberated upon the army of thy God
    A darken place call earth, if I bring the
    Light to the surface, shall man continue to throw stones
    If I bring the water from the well, will he examine the
    Color of its wealth, if I set upon his feet a legacy
    Shall he give it back with shame.



    If I give the key to Gods house, shall he label it because
    I was chose the given key.
    I stepped off earth to recapture my breath
    I stepped down a level to enhance my strength
    I stepped off earth that the toxins shall never
    feel my lungs.


    Thou tears those streams, like a mountain,
    Thou burdens rise above thy head,
    Thy sing on the mighty mountain,
    I give it to thee thou god,
    Thou cup is full,
    And thy tables empty.

    The souls of the deaden that can see nothing
    Only the wickedness of betrayal.
    Which cries threw night,
    The words of a revival which sits upon
    Knackeries of a forgotten inheritance.
    I shall follow the light
    As I stepped of the flaming
    Fires call earth.

    Thy shall never conquer the screaming beast
    For the eyes of some are blinded with the
    Sprinkles of the devils dust.
    Oh what a web we wind, upon the
    Earth.

    Chariots of darkness, belligerency of insanity,
    Shackles squeeze the love from the heart.
    Denied self of a mind.
    Tasting the smell of death,
    Conscience that runs,
    Its own deliverance of self
    Thy diamond lace, magnificent powers,
    Cosmo that surrounds the leaf of thy wing.
    Constancy of thunder,
    flashy storm below thy root.
    I am the sacred stem of thy head,
    Perfection of thy rose. I thou mist of tears,
    I the calm of love,
    Whispers of God love.


    I shall continue to wave the flag
    but in my demise there will never
    be freedom of a dimise mind.
    There shall never be liberation
    until ignorance is sentence to death.


    All rights reserved
    Author Jacqueline Amos
    cc.​
     
  2. MzBlkAngel

    MzBlkAngel Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    very nice flowing
    enjoyed this read
    Peace
    Angel
     
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    watzinaname Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Your flows are always full of such prideful images.
     
  4. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    blessings my sister I continue to feel the flame of the torch, but you my sister walk through the same light. Your teachings are the spirits that flow through great women warriors. The revolution meeting of the minds, is working through the spirit of God. It shall not be televise this time. I met some elders sister warriors this week end Tears began to flow keeping hope alive, sisters as your selve makes hope live through our young.
    The truth is not very pretty to some, ignorance continues to try to shut the door, but sisters of the cloth must continue to teach, we the women born with wisdom, our journey has just begin.


    Jesus our brother the warrior who walk through the storm, blessings my sister continue to teach, Jesus is there carrying the flag. :grouphug:
    Thank you my sister as harriet tubman warrior of our family tree.
    This is serious but many are blind and refuse to see, our people are becoming extent, as we sing the hip hop blues. :heart:
     
  5. SensualReality

    SensualReality Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I really liked this held my attention :eek:hmy:
     
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