Black Poetry : Pillow, Pillow, Pillow Talk

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PILLOW, PILLOW, PILLOW TALK
By Andre Austin

Pillow, Pillow, Pillow Talk
Died holiy in their beds pretending to Walk

Its the death song of the Pigeon a caged Blackbird
When the day gets night the agent & the sleepy head exchange Words

I’m like the peaceful yellow/mellow Canary but I sing the blues
The Telegram has been cut so that U don’t get the bad news

The United Snakes have many syringes of Venom
To spread War propaganda or to extract a truth Serum

To bring vocal their deaf Pillows will discharge secret deeds
While eyes closed in their coffin beds

Like a bird they will stooge and sing
Overwriting the sounds of TV and radio from their Bed springs

Not too much drugs will muffle and bring nothing but muttering
You have been casted into a bed of suffering

You tell it all, your lips write like a piece of black ink and white chalk
Pillow, Pillow , Pillow you sing while you talk

Satan is busy he always on the midnight creep
Like Toni Braxton said she hears you “Talking in his Sleep”

The Silver Star isn’t an emblem or amulet of protection
When the masses of the people are under mind subjection

The Fox changed his fur but not his evil nature from hell
See the dead rivers of fish that stink, why don’t u wake up and smell

The vigilante plot with the mind of a little boy, pretends he’s in Troy
With a Wooden Camel he inserts a pig to blow up Black Ice cubes made into a Toy

But we shall not loose the souls of 300 million
Over a toy that already cost the USA a couple of Trillion

Who hears and sees all with the electric eel snake wire
To the Lions den they go bet against the Regulators & the Militia You Backfire

So U say U want to kill THE FIVE that favor just the Rich
While the masses struggle in their commerce ditch

And that’s whats up
To the 1% of the oligarch: “The world isn’t enough”

Then you go to college ain’t getting the knowledge just feasting of the debt plate
Its just one of many gimmicks to get your indentured servitude to the State

Now you thinking you a MAN and U just don’t understand
Constantine updated Edicts or his Master Plan to kill U if you don’t serve on his land

And don’t tell me U ignorant of all the Popish plots
Eugenics by remote control, the Drone killers & The scabs of the Robots

I see no father on the hill only the evil of Pastoralism
I only see serfdom through the economics of Feudalism

No 9 months of your birth, Abortions kills 50% so U have no labor
Corporations wants a streaming border for low wages they favor

Who shot you down who stole your JOB
The International Bankers & The Union corrupted by the MOB

Then you join the Army trying to be what U can Be
As you got older your eyes opened to See

Look up in the sky, it’s a bird, its a plane and U thought you was a stud
Until your body got beat up in the War with a friendly Dud of a Scud

Set it up so the homeless can’t own a Gun
For the body snatchers come by night without the view of the Sun

Trying to make a profit off of the body and organs
Trying to get rich Like the J.P. Morgans

Beware of the Eagle he has many friends with the Vipers
These are your lesson plans, now go off and try to decipher
 

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