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The call to unite against espionage in white collar crime against black America.
Take me to Africa Take me to the cities of black Americans Take to the land of an Afro-nation world without bonding self hate Uplifting All those that lack mastering the task of providing education to endure above war, famine the stealing of resources. I want break bread with all the children of a poor existence we should shun the idea of poverty not those who are the have nots! Herbalism of Islamic Methods Khalifas' Why you go at that cross country runner you and daughter trumpian warfare no solider Jobs found out about and Obama did to just to show how bad you are sicko fat nasty rapper had be homeless so you could stop following around hide out the black law just to show you how stop what doing no President of mine racism in your old slave master code! Fat Nasty IVAN's DAD all because All because I knew unwritten codes when I watch the news and because you been coming around since the late for decades on the attack.
Fighting for freedom of self reflection and the need to break free from the complex attitudes of the smoker that was common only to escape the day I return as these own words of triumphant beat thoughts in my book of poems and short stories given as message to my unborn children. One to a R&B songtress with African-American natural womanly power , as we all know somethings a similar to the old world that lives with in us as every flower bares its own necater with draws the wildest of bee's for her life force as it awakens passions say it is and it will be for it was like that when I was a teen in Clarkston, GA.
The struggle over the internal war to not breakdown swerve with my life goals lessons of Veteran of a High smoking era stemming from high school to a few years later still a in the mind set of ganja is my daily fiend for the weed that grows from the money in my palms.
LOVE LOST THROUGH MARIJUANA DREAMS.
Reaching into the future to find the steps of a past seconds behind.
The Original Poetic layout of a life tested vol 1-5 of a poetic nature.
The soul of a Black Muslim is born in city conceived in the bed room of Parents and the city is Boston where I'm from Roxbury but I don't remember a skyline or the smell form back then. Rather I remember the City people of which were Pioneers of the nation of Islam who have been simple Muslims for long after during the Leadership of Warith Deen Mohammed the gave birth to communities all across America that gave birth to my parents union that they grew to love. I long for happiness like my parents young lovers married early on with me being the last of those five children the baby boy. Seek out my Ides of March at every turn Brutus's himself couldn't stop my reign of these unreserved take not...
In search for unity outside of the community is a world mirroring a hip-hop era of Islamic since before 88 up bringing.That links it self addiction to a life more altered by turn of the end of a Y2k beginning of a evolving journey.