Black Poetry : Youth ,Gangs, Crypts, Bloods, Son's, and Jesus

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  1. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Youth ,Gangs, Crypts, Bloods, Son's, and Jesus



    During the duration of this world order,
    Symbolizations of a confusion of a false
    Jesus that our babies represent,
    seeking for the prophet of our brother.
    The rag that symbolize there
    interpretations of the robe
    which thy
    Brother Jesus wore,
    as they lynched him to the cross.
    Thrusting for there brother
    when the leaders ignore there plea.
    Is anybody listening? Who really gives a dam?

    The cries of our children, the crypts a formation where
    Jesus laid, the blood that he shed,
    the pain that flows through our children vain.
    Manifestations of lost souls,
    who inflict pain for the rituals starving for the
    Connection of an ancestor who gave his life that man would be free.

    Within theses walls a thirsting to belong, a family which dose not exist.
    The false teachings and leaders that don’t exist.
    Listen to the screams of the 4th generations which has been cursed.
    The crypts the pain beaten into a circle, strength that he must show,
    Pain must be inflicted to receive the crown of a King Jesus.
    Religion against Religion, Gang against gang,
    territory against territory, brother against brother.
    Satins who is your God?

    Criminals on patrol, forsaken a image
    which knows nothing of which it followers,
    The link between heaven an hell.
    Under Satins Authority
    U.S.A
    The blood that drips from my brothers mouth,
    the blood that flowed from Jesus
    hand, the thieves that stood before the cross,
    the murder of a savior
    Who only brought love, the death of thy
    brother by ones own hand.
    They killed the savior because he
    wanted to teach the words of God.



    The gangsters that wait upon my death.
    There is no Father he can call, when the devil
    Stills from the cradle death before life.
    there is no image to teach him self control,
    when the word God is delivered as a bad word.
    The Father and the Son and the spirit.
    Brothers willing to die for the color of its rag.
    Brothers who link the battle within the Universe.
    Brothers who call each other Son.
    Son of the Father, listen to the screams of the Youth
    A thirst for there Fathers blood.
    The symbolizations to relive the past.


    Mycological lynching each and every day.
    Long to hear the words from thy Almighty son.
    Let me tell you the secrets of being a great man.
    Oh how I cry upon the night, turning my pillows on the other side.
    The termination of God, which is used within our youths crowd,
    Curse by the sperm that created a darkness that there Son’s may cry.
    Sisters and Brothers joined within the furor of hell.
    Devil worshipers God said the curse shall fall upon the children,
    Let me break it down nice and slow, blind that refuse to see,
    When the light is a clear, Genocide within the rotten roots of a fool,
    The thieves that stood before the cross,
    the betrayal as the foundation of parents
    who just don’t give a dam, fathers who abandon there seeds.
    Mama baby daddy maybe who really give fu--.
    Crying that slave masters did it to me,
    Get of the titter and free your self.
    Feeding our children that the hooded mask
    Is the ruler of the land.
    Conformity of a coward who moans
    For a mans approval and relinquishing the powers
    Of one God. When you teach a man he is lost
    Because he has no rights, and you feel them with
    Toxins that he has no past. You tell him he is
    Already dead, when he has chose in his life
    What God has ordained no man can erase.

    Listen as they cry out that he refuse to be a slave
    And he will rather be dead, than be a slave
    In this world order, the warrior with no
    Since of directions, the elder must lead
    Said thy God, a destiny that is doom
    With the cowardly conformity of ancient myths

    White powder that clouds the mind, kill my brother sell him dope.
    A universe of Zombies the walking dead.
    Children raising children, Children raising parents.
    Close minds saviors that live in the dark.
    A spirituality that is confused by the young.
    And the savior of self has no clue.
    The sanctions of truth within the destruction
    Of mans own right hand.



    The tree the root defines a series of versatile crying to be release,
    the blood that continues to leak, until the fountains run dry,
    knowledge and wisdom activities and events.
    The historical significance summoned by the ancestors,
    reconsidered as the blood of thy brother,
    shall continue to repeat until the mission
    of thy father answers to the curse,
    trampling on Gods creations shall not be erased,
    both culturally and physically relevant
    to the link to the heavens and earth.

    Copywriter 2002​
     
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    this was str8 awesome what u have scribe is a master piece
    really loving your pen flow
     
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    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    blessings my king you are also armod with the pen. :teach: :heart:
     
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    i always look forward to readin your scribes
    lovin this flow....
    flow on wonderful work

    Peace and Love
    Angel
     
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    thankz sistah but u are a blessing wit da pen
    i am your big fan
     
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