Black Poetry : The Wounded Soldier Cry Out Loud, The Sure Thing In Life Is Death

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  1. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    But yet in this time I feel the pain,
    oh what a bitter taste, the source of
    DNA continues to relive in the silence
    of death, but yet the inner of the soul ;
    as I my brother who stood before the
    cross, I sing the song of rebirth, the warrior
    will follow in my soul, to be a man the eyes
    of the soul, to live through humility the
    hardest test by the almighty, but yet
    I stand tall, and face the burning bullet
    that aims to my soul, their are better
    grounds that I must meet, through t
    he spirit of the soul, I shall rise black man.

    This poems delays the souls of warriors
    who stood all arms, I give much
    respect, the spirit that lives through
    me, the torch of Arena Contemns;
    I shall deliver to another day.


    My brother's sons are gathering
    underground they wait, upon
    the swamp and root;
    Anointed they rise upon a small
    wonder, the brisk of the bush
    With bloody hands, and the sun
    that bronze the fruit of the land
    oh the warrior that is breeder through the root,
    Children hold hands in arms, the sun
    That shelters the harvest of fruit, nevertheless
    the hero’s of death continue to work hard
    Upon the land, life labor un rehearse
    They have not cried living the
    pain and feed on bitter fruit.




    I have sown beside the world in
    the depths of my sorrows,
    And drenched from the diversity
    that one day the image I wear
    Shall be confirming I the warrior of Gods palace;
    But yet beyond the deep deep sea’s
    The avarices plan my death, I shall
    Raise, all waters in my day.
    Planted deep within the sorrowed bush, within my heart the fear
    Implanted in the vixens of my followers to come,
    That wind or fowl would take
    the reaper of my vine away.
    I shall continue to live, ​
     
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    queentswana Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    So true, you shall forever live ...through many. wonderful drop poet. Forever wise in both words and spirit
     
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    This was truly wonderful
    Nice drop poet...
     
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    another great splash of ya brush sistah Queen
    lovin your flava .............................................
     
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    Deep Sister
    Your words just touched me
    As they do everytime I read you
    Wow this was powerful in my eyes
     
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    underground they wait, upon
    the swamp and root;
    Anointed they rise upon a small
    wonder, the brisk of the bush
    With bloody hands, and the sun
    that bronze the fruit


    great write as always poet...

    one love
    khasm
     
  7. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Blessings my warrior poets in spirit we shall change the thoughts of man, through the power of the pen. I pray for all that love God, and those who are willing to learn. One Love, and sister in spirit warrior of mothers of mothers Waz"" blessings be upon your house and mastery of pen.
     
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    and i shall be inspired through you flow on poet.:blowkiss:
     
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