Black Poetry : The Wings Of Malcolm X

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  1. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    On the Journey of your wisdoms of truth, one may ask who is Malcolm X? many who didn’t have a clue, Malcolm the messenger of God, nevertheless the journey through this life, man are blind to the messengers of wisdom and grace, fear not the words of man, fear the name of God. The wings of a brother who fear not man, but the honor that he had for God.


    I thought once how my ancestors sing
    the sweet songs, of love
    the souls that march upon the clouds,
    and the sound of the ancient drums,
    humble the elders that carry the cross;
    A brother who taught accountability is self,
    The war against God’s children; Lost is a place
    Call death. When a brave man chooses death;
    Truth shall not enter throught the back door;
    The spirit shall live on.
    Understanding that truth is silence to death;
    In Gods house its law.



    To carry the crown to place upon the warriors heads.
    The soldiers begins to beat the drums
    And the spirits rise upon the clouds,
    as I sing the Nubian Anthem
    the ancestors who brought me cross.





    My brother Malcolm the wings upon the cross;


    Man who is judge by his faith, is man who will be the one;


    who sits at the circle of prophets,


    man who fears truth, there shall be no back door to Gods house.

    I saw the doves upon my head, within the vision
    the saints stood tall through my tears,
    The sweet, Calvary of the past,
    the warriors who wear the strolls of heaven;


    my brothers who come in the name of thy


    Father Almighty God.



    The old souls breaking the chains,
    Those of my own life as the beating of the links,
    that continues to flow through my blood.
    A shadow across me. Oh thy spirit that follows the sun.
    Weeping, Oh God glory to thee
    Behind me, remembering the whispers
    that God whispered in my ears.
    and remembering the words whispered I the father you
    son I shall give great honor sweet psalms :
    And a voice said in mastery, You and I son are one.
    Through the rain and the storm Death,” I said But there,
    the freedom bell begin to ring but life shall be ever lasting



    But I give to thee God's universe;
    I sing the songs of the mountain;


    I cry out loud of the rivers
    I fall upon my knees and sing Oh glory God to thee
    Have I heard these words thou have sing,
    The doves that walk my path.


    Malcolm the wings upon your life;

    They speak and I listening! What a joy I have known Jesus
    Look upon me my child, silence shall
    Give you wisdom of the world.
    Life is death and death is life.
    So darkly upon my frame, I shall praise thee
    I shall Neal.

    My wings the purity of heaven, the waters of purification,
    the mountain of mastery the scripts of life has been fulfill
    the source of wisdom, written in the blood
    The death shall only bring the sweet taste of life,
    placed there, would have confirm
    that God is love
    The toll of the freedom bell ring.


    God has come to bring his warriors home
    From God than from all others,
    O my spiritual ancestors that guide me
    Through the tunnel of righteousness;


    My brother Malcolm your voice shall


    Continue to be herd.

    Men could not part us with their worldly demise,
    the seas and the mountains sings change us
    Our hands would touch for
    all the mountains of the Calvary
    Of love.
    And, heaven stood before the universe,
    and spoke with a deep voice
    I reclaim my creations, the devil shall now go to hell
    The blood of thy angel who follows me
    Within the spirit of calm.


    Their sweet sound of faith, the soul call desire,
    the psalms call wisdom
    The mastery called unity.

    Mother of mastery have concluded her journey,
    the womb begins to rest.
    The embroidery of life, the lace of success, the breast milk of
    Creations implemented through the heart.
    That brings light to man.



    Silence the humble the doors of summary
    the solutions of problems
    the accessories of understanding.
    The contents of pain has followed me again,
    reminders of an unworthy event.

    Nevertheless the renders of an oppression,
    you have felt the pain.

    I come to you with great intentions,
    the love that I so long waited.

    Trusting not self, for the un justice
    I have encountered of my on dismiss.


    Man must honor thy brother, in the victory


    Of Gods laws.

    As I as the world, the torture of pain,
    I can not bare the un justice one more time
    I sit in the rapture of darkness,
    hoping the light will glaze upon my window, to give me a better life.
    Silence among the odds of violence
    fighting the hypnotic reinforcement of Satan;
    I lift the baggage and dumped it
    between violence and silence I shall humble in love.
    Manifestation of hate,
    the fainting heart, the pierce of the soul,
    leaving hand on empty praise of mans own victory,
    Oh what forms they take.
    Trails of pain, which sets before there feet;
    Simplicity of an endless life;
    Death beyond self; my brother in spirit;
    your words of empowerment, fear not man, fear God.

     
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    word up like dis here tyte sis
     
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    peace and power to the spirit of El-hajj-Malik-El-Shabazz.........he lives on...

    definitely needed this Ashanta -

    peace
     
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    Good post!

    This message is brought to from his home town.
     
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    blessed be upon my brother his message shall not be in vain , by the spoken pens of my sisters and brother, we must keep their spirit alive. One peace, one love, one God. :hearts4:
     
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    ENCORE....ENCORE...

    My Sister, this is a Master-peace..A Eulogy on the spirit of Brother El-Hajj-Malik-El-Shabazz...Powerful words you wrote.




    "Man must honor thy brother, in the victory


    Of Gods laws
    ."



    POWERFUL.......
     
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    powerful drop poet, my kind of poetry

    Lyr1c
     
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