Black Poetry : Killer Within At Ease (fore myself)

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    BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE Nefertum Husia Shayheh MEMBER

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    the anger rises at its peak,
    the sadness is blinded,
    happiness is twisted,
    hopelessness is increased,
    the abundant dopemine,
    with the steel in hand,
    i bullets for the outlet,
    pain struggling from surviving,
    the hatred of a mutha sat me revenge silently,
    cause she rid my chance of being a great father,
    the police constant harassment,
    the military stupidity across the world's depression,
    the mirror reflection of being a stereotype,
    climaxes the beef onsite,
    the temperature rises past a thermometer reading,
    but when i see a child,
    everything is expelled,
    i thank everything fore the children,
    cause they know me best without hesitation,
    they see what nobody else sees,
    that's why i got so much love fore them,
    if it wasn't fore my family of younger folks,
    i would be resting in peace,
    due to constant failure without backup,
    a setup everytime when a rose tries rise,
    when you ain't got no backup when it's time to ride,
    fore your pay business and economically wise,
    it grows tougher as i grow older with wisdom,
    i get younger in spirit,
    i be feeling the homicidal moment everytime i step outside,
    upon the streets where blue lights meets strugglers,
    not everybody is a thief,
    and not everybody is a honest mutha,
    though some are killers,
    manmade laws worldwide are the cripplers,
    unless you got money to the ceiling,
    you pass go,
    unless you got a down crew of like-minded folks,
    or family who ready to excel,
    then be prepared to work as a slave,
    fore your pay and not fore yourself,
    humble to at least make ends meet,
    you might pay money to go college,
    which is an out hustle itself,
    cause books on the shelf fore free,
    is the same books you bought fore a class,
    so you gotta spend money as an investment,
    in order to reap and follow they credit guidelines,
    even though you never needed it since birth,
    it was given to you as an accountancy investment,
    fore the governments and identification purposes,
    the scientific approach of an orbit on two axis rotating,
    from the cradle to the grave,
    if the son or daughter don't stop the curse,
    the killer within will come out to destroy,
    by any means necessary...
    it was a setup from beginning,
    caught in the storm of mishaps,
    greed sex lust drugs war without peace,
    fore an opportunity to ride solo to feel happily complete,
    the small home my own food and water,
    which is the understanding of survival due to me as equality,
    i strive as i am appropriately,
    the killer within me is at ease,
    hoping i never explode openly out on the innocent,
    besting my last times feeling like i'm shell shocked,
    like Assata Shakur all i got left is the feeling of bullets rushing through me,
    and i never experienced that nor governmental imprisonment,
    i will never see the inside of any prison...
    the killer within me at ease will never let it happen,
    even if it costs me my life by the swing of my own pendulum,
    on the ground of the earth,
    my body will bleed profusely,
    is the nightmare accept as dying spiritually,
    and the nightmare as dying physically,
    only time will tell but i aspire to not fail,
    i refuse to dwell in sorrows,
    killer within at ease.
     
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    Like if i don't express myself,
    i was told for a long time i was told not to,
    and everybody got problems you know?
    i use to always think i could get a number,
    and me plus the female can just conversate,
    about anything and she could help me get healed,
    but it never ends up that way,
    i always end up either solving they problems,
    or get into them so deeply i become lost,
    so i thought i could find a companion,
    you know the no sex rule and i don't be caring,
    cause i be needing someone to express with,
    ummm many of times i be talking to my moms,
    and dad when i can cause i don't want to bother him,
    be so long plus all that other stuff man it's crazy,
    so i found a way to express myself,
    i write and make music to keep my voice alive,
    totally focused on this come up,
    rolling through my journey,
    i stand naked in front of the mirror often,
    whenever it's that time to clean,
    i look at my tattoos the preacher said i would,
    explain to others of why and what is the purpose,
    no banging or nothing just spirituality of self expression,
    my body is a canvas,
    some things in life i will never understand,
    though i enjoy seeing the four o'clock flower blossom,
    and the hummingbirds stop by in my face all the time,
    when it is reason and i be telling them,
    i got no nectar then run inside to the fridge,
    and pour some out in the nectar bin to hang up,
    on a branch of a tree and just watch overtime,
    the ants enjoy the nectar too and everytime drown in it....

    i express my inner by writing poetry,
    pick up roses and just give them away,
    just the other day i had my little brotha with me,
    he the architect fore real,
    and i was like man i gotta give her a rose,
    cause she working hard chewing gum hard,
    you could see her jaw muscles clinching harder,
    i could feel her far away,
    so i told him to hold the line,
    got a pink rose and played it off,
    she looked at it and smiled but didn't know,
    my little brotha did though,
    paid for the purchases and told her,
    the rose is hers and she stopped like what,
    fore real then looked at me and the homie,
    he turned off and walked away,
    i didn't want no number or anything from her,
    just an appreciation of seeing her,
    plus it helps me to overcome the last times,
    he got on me about the hookup that could have happen,
    but i was like she'll be good...
    she'll be just fine,
    and so will i...
    on the real i want slash need,
    that comfort in confiding my real feelings,
    as poetry with another of the opposite gender,
    like a book of duality,
    though often we i manage it fails,
    i be like dayum can they just get over they selfish feelings,
    then again everybody is busy,
    plus i guess my feelings are selfish to them,
    so like coat on my back,
    i keep myself heated,
    and my feelings grow cold inside,
    seeing myself like standing on the sidewalk,
    on the streets regardless after driving or not,
    and just watching the traffic go by,
    like i'll be alright you know,
    i don't know what is going down all the time,
    or up either but i be feeling all around to the max,
    and the feeling is funny you know what i mean?

    i feel possessive to an extent when with a female,
    not like jealousy but more like you my best friend,
    or soul mates we can talk on the phone,
    blow ears out and sleep while on the phone together,
    dayum that would be tight you know?
    like what you doing?
    okay so let's get a business together and kick it,
    let's do everything together and just be together,
    i don't want your jelly buns and bicycle nipples,
    even though i talk about it in comic way,
    it's just all laughs to get you steamed up,
    so we can do something fun and just live together,
    like two souls inseparable,
    building a bond up to the point i see her and she see me,
    from a distance but on the real in these days and times,
    that's over and that's why i be feeling lost,
    cause i don't wanna fall in the trap of loving the physical,
    i be feeling what she be feeling cause it's no denying it,
    but i don't wanna go there cause it ruins thing on the real,
    not saying females are snakes but very clever or clever,
    about they life of how they want to live,
    and i don't blame them at all,
    i don't want to argue or nothing,
    i just listen then understand,
    still i keep the killer within at ease,
    by doing good deeds fore myself,
    and not to please or seduce anyone else,
    that's why most of the time i just don't look,
    into the eyes of the female,
    can't let her see me me you know?
    so i drop a poem or rose then leave,
    i believe in my fairytale of the boo in heaven,
    like she the perfect opposite me,
    i can tell her anything on the real,
    when i use to smoke blunts on the graveyards,
    at night i write my poetry on a small pad,
    with my nite light on the phone,
    then fold it up like a high school letter,
    and leave it fore her,
    i be hoping she receives it,
    i just keep writing regardless,
    until the killer within me is deceased,
    or stranded on deathrow within to die captive....
    cause the game is rough out here on the real.
     
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    just because i don't comment,
    don't mean it is not liked,
    buttons are buttons,
    keep pushing mine,
    and everything im striving fore,
    pushing against to the fullest,
    i will explode without no remorse,
    i just might see ritz tonight,
    i got a connect with an ak,
    fore 200 bones,
    i'm spray up his dwelling,
    if he don't pay me soon,
    i ain't even gonna call,
    i'mma drive up then jump out,
    with a black rag,
    holding my cry unloading,
    the feeling of betrayal,
    needless bustas on my jock,
    these white folks still as oppressors,
    along with some of these black ones,
    to include some asians,
    to include some latinos,
    the definition of everybody oppressing,
    the living night of everybody killer,
    the reality of war on the under to it's fullest,
    i will spend my last dollar on a bus trip,
    or my ride to the place where he at,
    my anger is high enough,
    i feel like killing whoever disrespects my view,
    after the fact it is a truce and understanding,
    but keep bringing that funk,
    and it's on!
    i ain't got nothing to lose,
    and god knows me best,
    the higher powers know what is up,
    situations like these are normal fore me,
    you can be quiet all in peace,
    just flowing wherever and the funk happens,
    busta punk all in my biz,
    i haven't killed any brotha,
    but come up in the crossfire,
    as the man walking in the line of fire,
    and i will ricochet your ending,
    just like them russians,
    but by my lonesome in that truck fool,
    let the killer within stay at ease,
    just like i do fore my brothers out on the streets,
    i can see it in their eyes tucked away,
    i don't need your criticism or congratulations,
    i'm busy trying to aspire my forth coming of times.
     
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    its the tides i tell you,
    the swing of the pendulum,
    i didn't see coming,
    but i caught it head on,
    i saw two extremes,
    the busta and the oppressor,
    never will i be a busta,
    and never will i be an oppressor,
    i will remain balanced,
    by climbing out the earth,
    Geb gotta let me through,
    i'm trying....
     
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    all war is unnecessary,
    it's the words gets people buried,
    silence is peace,
    locked the killer at ease dead,
    so wisdom be Aset pops the roof off my mansion,
    i can reach heaven,
    my upper mentality Nut where it is home fore me,
    see the heavenly bodies down here doesn't take me there,
    it is the constant envisioning of ridding the last times finally,
    it is the greatest battle of your life,
    without a struggle there is no pain,
    no pain no gain,
    i remember....
     
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    so imma take all the shots,
    just like the bulletproof vest,
    just to uplift my soul out the earth's crevices,
    i can't turn back into they night,
    the screams,
    the sirens,
    the smell of prostitution,
    i seen a young black female,
    half naked once running down the street,
    yelling rape faster than i could catch on,
    i done seen the baseball bat go crack up against his head,
    right in the front of the apartment complex,
    laid out leaking while they ran off like guests,
    done seen alot like the winds on the real,
    and i'mma keep seeing alot of the same stuff,
    unless i get out into a new scenery,
    built fore me which be the freedom,
    on top of land secured solo,
    all vegetation plus the animals,
    man i love nature,
    though i can do without it,
    meaning it doesn't exist when i sleep,
    killer within at ease,
    bet you never road with me.
     
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