Black Poetry : Inch by Inch

LURK

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I have written permission from D. Capo (Da Street So'ja) to post or republish this composition as I see fit. The written stipulation is available upon request.
-Lurk Uno

Inch by Inch

Inch by inch
time moves forward
The lull of the universe
you call it boredom
Fill in the blank
lacks decorum
Words fall like domino’s
On a cyber forum

words turn to dust
logic is hushed
chaos is a must
a conscience is crushed
in words we trust
programmed to the touch

you didn’t flinch
when you felt the pinch
willie lynch you called it
flava like peppermints
by all estimates
we are negligent
on the promise the
ancestors left us wit
and that promise
was to avoid the petulance

corrupted spirits
the voice of the ancestors
are clear yet we don’t hear it
and any question to our conscience
we seem to fear it
hide behind a wall of nonsense
and won’t come near it

won’t come out from the wool
that’s been pulled
over our eyes
that are now cover in bull
and what do we do?
stop in our tracks once
our stomach is full

©mmix
D.Capo
 
you didn’t flinch
when you felt the pinch
willie lynch you called it
flava like peppermints
by all estimates
we are negligent
on the promise the
ancestors left us wit
and that promise
was to avoid the petulance

word....u came out the woods with a haymaker son....
catchin people that slept....this is piece is dope...
but that quoted stanza is purple haze flame son...

one love
khasm
 
I have written permission from D. Capo (Da Street So'ja) to post or republish this composition as I see fit. The written stipulation is available upon request.
-Lurk Uno

Inch by Inch

Inch by inch
time moves forward
The lull of the universe
you call it boredom
Fill in the blank
lacks decorum
Words fall like domino’s
On a cyber forum

words turn to dust
logic is hushed
chaos is a must
a conscience is crushed
in words we trust
programmed to the touch

you didn’t flinch
when you felt the pinch
willie lynch you called it
flava like peppermints
by all estimates
we are negligent
on the promise the
ancestors left us wit
and that promise
was to avoid the petulance

corrupted spirits
the voice of the ancestors
are clear yet we don’t hear it
and any question to our conscience
we seem to fear it
hide behind a wall of nonsense
and won’t come near it

won’t come out from the wool
that’s been pulled
over our eyes
that are now cover in bull
and what do we do?
stop in our tracks once
our stomach is full

©mmix
D.Capo


Brotha D so real so down his flow so strong he permeate cyber walls and ish :lol:

Firstly... lurk mi hermano... youre a good friend :)

Secondly... De La So'ja... you already know

the voice of the ancestors
are clear yet we don’t hear it
and any question to our conscience
we seem to fear it
hide behind a wall of nonsense
and won’t come near it
:bowdown:
 

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