Black Poetry : To Breed A Slave

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    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Brooklyn N. Y.
    To Breed A Slave

    To take a man who refuse to lead.
    Planting the seed that he is less than a man.
    The toxin that flows through the blood
    and the capitation of leadership within self.

    The ideologies of being a man is hard to over come.
    Only by instructions he can view self.
    The deactivation comes with the family tree.
    The reverse syndromes becomes the hatred
    of his own seeds. Hating the liberties
    that he feels has been generated by the instructor,
    who gives liberties to the program that refuse to delete,
    Implanting the hatred within his own family tree,
    there would be no sense of identity,
    repression that sets the stimulation to incubate
    breaded embolisms cloned to another
    generation of slaves.

    The male child which is a banded by the father,
    The cautious denial of his own family tree.
    The execution of family the seminary of history
    Of the child who is rejected by the image that he represents.
    links of extentions, the man the boy the elimination of a seed.
    The execution of the mother who follows in the realms
    Of the setting of a dysfunctional anti social
    Monetary disk that is planted within the mind,
    passed within the seed, death to the black state of mind,
    the curse that’s passed on to another generation.
    The walking dead, ****** syndromes the words
    That gives a happy thought, education that is
    Decline ignorance embraced without a thought.

    Divide and conquer lived by the servants
    Within its own circle of thought.
    Censorship survival has no response.
    Implanting death within the womb the pain
    Of the embryo that is kill through the veins
    Genocide partaken without conscious
    Instant death implanted killer of self.
    Concentration camp for the un wanted
    Children without futures are families.
    Death to the young.

    Open lynching the black man with the mask.
    Colors that are worn within territory that one
    must not cross. The trail of rebels that drive
    By through the night, killing the colors and
    The open lynching at any course.
    Revolutions sealed in a book.
    Children of the dark preach
    Beyond the back door.
    The deletion of a family culture.
    Slave blocks with women naked.
    Characters without pride.
    Honor no longer stands.
    Churches of satins tribe.
    The breeding of a dead slave,
    The living dead that breeds.

    Within the cloak of a disease that has no cure.
    The assumptions of leadership without the wisdom
    of humanity to delete the proclamation of a free mind.
    The darkness that set forth another generations of destruction.

    The state of mind that continues to repeat the same
    mistakes. Breeding an cloning poisons of thoughts.
    The enforcements of memory that has
    explored each time, hating self reverse
    the light retrieves a thought.
    The mind goes into delete the thought of unity.
    Sets of an explosion the light continues to go out.
    I am greater than thee.
    within the illuminations of bonding .

    Man that lives upon the cage, the destruction of a culture,
    Who rather live within a 8/11 cell, the continuation
    Of legacy that refuse to break the chains of captivity.
    The inclination of a man set that refuse to love self.
    The bomb has now explored there is no activation are
    De activations the toxins that eats at the mind
    Of a want be slave. The assumptions of the cage
    Bird that no longer sings.

    The darkness that hide behind walls consignment
    of death closed in walls .
    Harvesting the darkness of self.
    The windows are foggy cannot see the light.
    The sparrows are closing in, hidden in a box,
    find thy soul what goes on in space?
    Justifying the wrongs for the rights.
    Toxins that filled blood, sipping on death ,
    oppressor of self, surrounding hate,
    pollutions has no fate.
  2. 1poetsought

    1poetsought Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    The Lone-Star State
    Mad Science

    Sister, thank you. Your love of all truth serves us well.
  3. MzBlkAngel

    MzBlkAngel Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    somewhere ova da rainbow....
    nice read...
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    speah on sistah thanks for dis drop