Black Poetry : This Bitter Earth - first joint after Poet Strike

Legacy21

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This bitter, bitter Earth
Bears scars from ancient time
No legend and no rhyme
To tell the tales of history
Renew the mentality
Of the people of her reality
Yet remains the stain of tears
Falling silently through her atmosphere
She rains her pain
For the Son of Man
She rains her pain
Because no one understands
She rains her pain
This bitter, bitter Earth…


I orbited the cosmos in search of a place for soul to rest
I find that 85% of people spend too much time
Chasing illusions
Seething in mental confusion
Because reality is too much of an intrusion
To the blind, deaf, and dumb
While 10% have the means to do better
Yet are no better in their savage pursuits
They speak fork tongued
Using smiles to beguile
Apply the whip while backs are bent
Then there is the 5 percent
Striving to recognize the divine within
Spreading the equality of civilization
Elevate the mental of my nation
Only to find an ongoing struggle
So this struggle continues in my cipher from day to day
I’ve been in Hell's kitchen and licked out every pot
It seems in this life I been cast the hard lot
I am grateful the days when the sun continues to shine
Knowing that if it never rained
I could not appreciate love without the pain
Sometimes I think I’m insane
Doing the same things, expecting a change
Then this Son of Man came and re-arranged the spectrum of my reflection
Had me opening up my eyes wide to receive his illumination
Magnetizing mind’s imagination
This was no imitation light
Had me renewing history so he could read my Book of Life
I let him see the pages of scars and stripes across my soul
Where no man had ever ventured
I let him shed my tough skin
To see the tenderness with in
He planted the seeds of his knowledge in my Earth
Activated the wisdom so I could give birth to Understanding
Asked me could I reflect his light and withstand his blinding rays
Had me ready to manifest, show, and prove in infinite ways

As I script the pen across the page
God I am the daughter of Kemetians
Kissed with the legacy of the land of sunburnt faces
I take your rays like soul penetration
Reflect them back without hesitation
Could you stand the rotation of this planet
Granted that you are God in all his glory
I do not fear the thought of letting you shine on me
Cuz my third eye sees you clearly
Only wishes to reflect you Sincerely....
Got me dancing a slow tune across the cosmos
Can I be your Moon?
Raise me to my highest Equality
I want to bear your Suns and Stars
Show you how our love could be a poem
Flowing for infinity
I knowledge your Supreme Divinity
Let’s make our own Trinity
Manifest it back as the Earth’s Blessing
Got me undressing in the mind
Revealing the bests part of my intellect
For you to inspect
Whispering for you to embrace the essence of me
Make this Earth your own
Let me be the home of your Truth
I Simply Love Allah’s Mind
I want to drip the honey of my Wisdom across your brown skin
Let the sparks between us bear witness to the Love within
I want you to shine 1,000 degrees upon me
Let me reflect back the beauty of your light
Will you bless the skies of my Life?


The conversation between God and Earth deeper than any penetration
Yet despite all the mental and soul stimulation
I have to stand back from your burning sun serenade
Or dare to be blistered to the core of my heart
So this Earths keeps spinning and spinning
Despite the rain, the storms, the quakes
Even the pain and secret heartache
No one ever asked why I be so heavy
Even with 6 sextillion tons
Maybe because I hold more sorrows that the physical eye can detect,
In retrospect I do and will have regrets
Impossible to forget, even with the sun is my skies
The burning in these eyes is not because the light is too bright
But from the tears that refuse to fall
I sigh and continue to rotate
So my atmosphere does not stagnate
Lonely once again in the orbit of the cosmos
Searching for a place for soul my soul to rest…

This bitter, bitter Earth
Bears scars from ancient time
No legend and no rhyme
To tell the tales of history
Renew the mentality
Of the people of her reality
Yet remains the stain of tears
Falling silently through her atmosphere
She rains her pain
For the Son of Man
She rains her pain
Because no one understands
She rains her pain
This bitter, bitter Earth…
 

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