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Odysseus needs a job he calls pima community college art department chairperson sends her his resume she does not respond after a week he catches her on phone she says he lacks proper credentials laughs to himself his whole life never worked lucrative or reputable position gets job working at thrift store wacky group of coworkers customers store frequently smells like public latrine job expires after 7 weeks he gets better paying job working at record exchange Odysseus always loved music everyday he learns new artist or band his coworkers are at least half his age they pester him about being slow on keyboard he never learned to type neither he nor his generation could have foreseen future would revolve around keyboard he plods on register keys people smile politely kids he works with fly fast making many keyboard mistakes November 29 2001 george harrison dies of cancer he is 58 years old Odysseus recognizes he is from past world different era of contrasting standards ‘80’s behavior is totally unbefitting let alone ‘60’s beliefs it is 2002 and one badly chosen word is sure to send someone flying off the handle he watches his language carefully co-workers mostly born in 1980’s grew up in 1990’s they live indifferent to hopelessness he struggles to bear none of them believe in higher power music is their religion he wonders what their visions concerns for humanity are? they seem addicted to consumption as if it is end in itself he questions what is hidden at root of their absorption? loneliness? despair? apathy? absence of vision? where is their rage against social conversion current administration? he warns them about homeland security act privacy infringement increased government secrecy power they shrug their shoulders why aren’t they looking for answers? why don’t they dissent? do they care where world is going? he realizes they will have to learn for themselves few coworkers read literature or know painters philosophy their passions are video games marijuana “star wars” most of them are extremely bright more informed than he often Odysseus needs to ask questions they know answers to right off the bat he is like winsome uncle who puts up with their unremitting teasing “hey you old hippie punk rocker get you fiber in today? stools looking a little loose! peace out old man” in peculiar way he finds enough belonging he so desperately needs they tell him stories about their friends *** addictions eating disorders futile deaths he is bowled over by how young they are to know such stuff job includes health insurance which is something he has not had since Dad was alive having some cash flowing in he buys laptop computer with high-speed connection cell phone trades in toyota for truck opens crate of writings he abandoned in ‘80’s begins to rewrite story sits blurry eyed in front of computer screen his motivation has always been to tell truth as he knows it he wonders what ramifications his labor will bring positive or negative results? he guesses his story will sound like children’s fable in stark brutality of distant future october 2002 3 week ****** spree terrorizes maryland virginia  district of columbia 10 people killed 3 critically wounded police believe white van responsible october 24 man and 17-year-old boy arrested in blue chevy caprice juvenile is shooter assailants linked to string of random murders including unsolved shooting of man at golf course in tucson Odysseus mentions incident at work speaks of prevailing terror madness in america co-workers kid tell him he is crazy “did you see a white van parked outside the store Odys?” they seem desensitized to increasing national atmosphere of anger panic or perhaps they are overwhelmed by weight trauma of modern life lie after lie prevailing  havoc slaughter make for dull numbness in world they know suicide is compelling option december 22nd 2002 joe strummer dies from heart failure at age 50 Odysseus’s eyes wet he adored the clash everything they stood for loved joe strummer and mescaleros he plays “global a go-go” over and over listens sings along with first track “johnny appleseed” march 2003 president bush launches attack against iraq united states seems drunk with “shock and awe” zealous blind patriotism many people politicians countries around globe question unproven line of reasoning saddam hussein possesses “weapons of mass destruction” Odysseus gripes “not another **** vietnam” record company allows employees to check out take home used product Odysseus stopped watching movies in 1980’s he has lots of catching up to do particularly likes “natural born killers” “american history x” “american ******” “fight club” “way of the gun” “******” “king of new york” “basquiat” “frida” “*******” “before night falls” “quills” “requiem for a dream” “vanilla sky” “boys don’t cry” “being john malkovich” “adaptation” “kids” “lost in translation” “25th hour” “28 days later” “monster” “city of god” “gangs of new york” “**** bill” list goes on perfect circle becomes his favorite band followed by tool lacuna coil my morning jacket brian jonestown massacre flaming lips dredg drive-by truckers dropkick murphys flogging mollies nofx stereophonics eels weakerthans centro-matic califone godspeed you black emperor magnetic fields fiery furnaces dresden dolls smog granddaddy calexico howie gelb sufjan stevens warren haynes dax riggs john vanderslice alejandro escovedo sean paul elephant man bjork p. j. harvey ani difranco aimee mann cat power sophie b. hawkins kathleen edwards mia doi todd kimya dawson regina spektor carina round neko case fiona apple nina nastasia beth gibbons mirah rasputina dr. dre talib kweli immortal technique murs slug atmosphere trick daddy eazy-e tricky list goes on october 21 2003 elliott smith commits suicide stabbing 2 wounds into his chest Odysseus thinks about music when jimi hendrix stood up at woodstock deconstructing national anthem on guitar it took courage when punk emerged with ugly screechy sounds attempting to divorce itself from melodious harmonies of 1970s complacent crosby stills nash  the dead kennedys and *** pistol did not pander to conventional commercial success what they performed were desperate gutsy songs trying to reclaim music rock’n’roll is no longer about inventing instead it imitates its glorious past hip-hop and rap come nearest to risking rebellion but are caught in gangsterism infantile self-adulation no longer does music offer vision of what is or could be instead it conjures looping escapism from hopelessness of modern life he continues working at record shop for several years store contains every genre of music cinema he grows weary of retail sales weary of higher-ups constantly changing rules dictating what to do head manager is manipulative drama queen thrives on crisis once in private admits stealing from company Odysseus nods not knowing what to say head manager works Odysseus hard keeps him down atmosphere of conspiracy betrayal hang at start of each day assistant manager routinely taunts berates bullies teases regularly calls Odysseus “dumb-****” or “****-up” other times laughs after goading Odysseus to flinch eventually bully backs off and they become friends retail pushes Odysseus to brink of misanthropy corporation requires all employees to exercise overt courteousness while serving a public of disrespectful gang bangers demanding “show me black market brotha lynch mac dre why ya godda keep dat **** behind da counter? dat’s ****** up hey old man i ain’t got all day” it always amazes him when shoplifter is caught with product stuffed down his pants thief blatantly states “i didn’t do it i don’t know how that got there” thanksgiving through christmas to new years is most swarming stressful he feels like automaton greeting customer scanning product looking at screen to see if price agrees with product typing money amount counting money into drawer counting money out handing change to customer handing customer product receipt next customer cockroach capitalism packs of masses line up in endless stream of needs stupid remarks job also involves trade appraising condition value resale probability of cds dvds video games tapes vhs vinyl news of  iraq war gets dismal mounting civilian casualties suicide bombers hostages beheadings beginning of 2004 reports of torture ****** psychological abuse **** ****** ****** of prisoners at abu ghraib prison guantanamo bay white house cover-ups denials growing insurgency increasing u.s. body count other costs he thinks about men and women who are so much braver than him then comes re-election and lavish republican parties parades cheney rumsfeld tom delay and whole regime smirk portentously on tv none of it makes sense anymore “we the people of the united states” what does it mean? the dreams and aspirations of his generation have long since faded away he is citizen of forgotten past current world is barbaric place he barely recognizes there are real pirates with machetes rocket launchers on the seas big drug corporations hiding harmful findings kidnapped children abandoned children crooked politicians corruption at every level of society horrifying stories daily ******* priests slave markets extreme heinous cruelties abruptly everyone is acknowledging society is worsening life is not the same he does not understand people and certainly does not understand america or the world he remembers when all could be so good modern existence has turned everything into madness what happened to lessons of history? it is as if Odysseus fell asleep and when he woke everything is changed he is mistaken about what he thinks he knows feels pity for people america pity disgust sorrow he misses his dog
Realeboga M Feb 2015
1.You're simply amazing that it becomes impossible to use complex words to truly portray your beauty since no amount of words in the world could ever define you.

2.Wewe ni ajabu tu kwamba inakuwa vigumu kutumia maneno tata kwa kweli kuonyesha uzuri wako tangu hakuna kiasi cha maneno katika dunia inaweza milele kufafanua wewe
  
3.Jy is net amazing dat dit onmoontlik komplekse woorde te gebruik om jou skoonheid werklik uitbeeld aangesien daar geen bedrag van woorde in die wêreld ooit kon jy definieer.

4.   Vous êtes tout simplement incroyable qu'il devient impossible d'utiliser mots complexes à véritablement représenter votre beauté puisque aucune quantité de mots dans le monde ne pourrait jamais définir vous.

5. È semplicemente incredibile che rende impossibile utilizzare complesse parole per davvero rappresentare la tua bellezza poiché non quantità di parole nel mondo potrà mai definire .

6.   es simplemente increíble que resulta imposible utilizar palabras complejas para verdaderamente retratar su belleza ya que ninguna cantidad de palabras en el mundo nunca te podría definir.

7.    Είστε απλά καταπληκτική ώστε να καθίσταται αδύνατη η χρήση σύνθετων λέξεων με πραγματικά απεικονιστεί ομορφιάς σας δεδομένου ότι κανένα ποσό των λέξεων στον κόσμο θα μπορούσε να καθορίσει ποτέ σας.


So if words couldn't possibly be enough then perhaps if I write it in another language it would be enough, but unfortunately it isn't. Words no matter how I put them out its simply not enough.
You're Adored greatly,  
You're simply Amazing.
And I thought you deserve to know.
You must know
Homunculus Jan 2018
Dear literary journals:

I'm a millennial American male
who came of age in the aughts.
Do you have ANY idea how much
RAP MUSIC I GREW UP ON?!?!?!?!

And now you want me to write some
sort of rhyme devoid, metrically impoverished
modernist dross which is REALLY

just prose that's written in line
and stanza break, in order for you
to publish me? Please do clarify:

HOW THE HELL DO I DO THAT?!?!?!?!

I have SOOOOO much more in common
with Mos Def, Talib Kweli, and MF DOOM
than I do with any of that ridiculous nonsense
that your stuffy Imagist deity Ezra Pound
(who was also an ardent FASCIST, might I add)
churned out page after page. I mean, look

William Carlos Williams:

"I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold"

Now, look at Kweli:

"Yo, I activism, attackin' the system
The Blacks and Latins in prison
Numbers have risen, they're victims lackin' the vision
****, and all they got is rappin' to listen to
I let them know we missin' you, the love is unconditional
Even when the condition is critical, when the livin' is miserable
Your position is pivotal, I ain't bullshittin' you
Now, why would I lie? Just to get by? "

and please explain to me, just exactly how the former
is SUCH a higher form of art than the latter?

It's beginning to seem to me that
The REAL issue here is that rhyme and meter
were co-opted by a group of writers
who evolved
the usage of
said literary devices
to such an advanced degree,
that many of the older styles
paled in comparison, and
ESPECIALLY in terms of technical prowess

It just so happened,
that to the great misfortune of those
brilliant auteurs
they just so happened to be
not only POOR,
but also BLACK,
thereby barring their innovations
from serious consideration
by those in the ivory tower
of so called "HIGH ART"

As if to say:
"Oh, RHYMES?"
You mean those old artifacts
of the outdated formalists, and
favored staples of the lowly rappers?

In a way that as if by magic, makes Williams'
Inane single sentence about eating plums
written in line and stanza break, somehow
better, more enduringly creative, and
of greater importance
, than
Kweli's incisive social commentary.

But, you know. I'm always open to being wrong.
Since, I usually am wrong about most things.
But, it seems that every time I pick up a lit journal,
it's the same type of broken narratives, with
the occasional token verse or rhyme
thrown in for good measure.
Maybe I just don't read enough lit journals,

but I can just about GUARANTEE that in 100 years,
people will have a much more distinct memory of Nas's
"Illmatic" than they will Ezra Pound's "Cantos"
And in point of fact, most people with whom I speak these days,
do not even know who Ezra Pound WAS, but they SURE know Kendrick's verses from "Alright"

So what gives, lit journals? It seems obvious at this point
that rappers are now creating the most successful and
widely disseminated forms of oral poetry currently in existence
So why is it that your publications seem so averse to
styles which bear a written resemblance?

Just a touch of
CLASSISM, perhaps?
Or am I just being ignorant?
Paranoid?
Look, some of these newer types of poems ARE really good, and I don't mean to slander ALL of them. However, some of this **** is just word salad and passes as genius and I JUST DON'T ******* GET IT.
Big Virge Jul 2014
I've Been TRULY SURPRISED ... !!!
In Fact ... " MESMERISED " ....... !!!!
  
By The ... Volume of People ...  
Who Tell Themselves Lies ... !!!
  
These Acts I Believe ...
Give Liars ... " Relief " ...  
  
But Liars Are FOOLS ...
Who Simply ... AREN'T Cool ... !!!
  
And People Like These ...  
Know NOT What They Do ... ?!?
  
In Fact That's NOT TRUE ... !!!!
  
But Does Give You Some Clues ...
On Why These FAKE People ...
Don't Have ... SHINY Shoes ... !!!  
  
They Walk In A Mire ...
of .... " Liars for Hire " ....  
  
They Claim The Good Life ...
But Are NOT Richard Briers ... ?!?
  
They DO ...  
Make Me Laugh ... !!!
  
But They AIN'T Richard Pryor ... !!!!  
  
Their ... " Devilish Ways " ...
Will Earn Them ... " HELLS' FIRE " ... !!!!
  
This Thing Has NO COLOUR ... !!!
  
A Liar's ... A LIAR ... !!!!!
  
But That ISN'T ME ... !!!
Try ... Tapping My Wire ... !!!
  
"IT ISN'T JUST WHITES !
YES BLACKS DO IT TOO !"
  
To Think It's One Culture ...
Is Really .... " NOT COOL " .... !!!
  
DON'T BE  ... " A Fool " ... !!!
  
You're Lying To ... YOU ... !?!
  
To Think That ... " Your Creed " ..
Has Always Been ... " True " ...
  
It's Time To Move On ...
And Give You Some Proof ...  
That ... Loved Ones You Have ...
May Just ... TAINT Your View ... !!!
  
Those Who You Feel ...  
Would NOT ... Lie To You ...  
  
Does Your Family ... ?
Have A ... GENUINE Crew ... ?!?
  
Or Do You Have Relatives ... ?
Being .... UNTRUE ... ?!? ...
  
Who ... Travel Through Time ...
WITHOUT ... " Doctor Who " ... !!!
  
Their Ship Is UNStabLE ...  
Their Life Is .... " A Fable " ....
Kind of Like Guys ...
Who Sell ... " DODGY CABLE " ... !!!
  
Yeah ... Funny I Know ...
But ... Who's At YOUR Table ... ?!?
  
ROCKING ... Your Cradle ... !?!
  
I'll ... Give You A Choice ....
These Two ... Cain or Abel ... ???
  
Marriage Is Something ...
To Give You ... MORE Clues ...  
  
That ... LOVE Is A Word ...  
That ... GOOD LIARS Use ... !!!!!
  
DON'T ... Get It Confused ...  
This ... LOVE Thing's ABUSED ...  
By Liars Who ... USE It ...
To Get Some ... NEW Shoes ... !!!
  
It's Money ... You See ...
That Gives Liars GLEE ... !!!
  
Emotions Get Played With ...
Right To ... " Pregnancy " ... !!!  
  
LOVE Is A ... GREAT THING ... !!!!
  
When Given For FREE ... !!!!!
  
But MANY Now USE IT ...
To ... Fulfil Their Greed ...  
  
Just Look At Divorce Rates ...
Or ... Watch Your TV ...
  
I Really ... DON'T Care ...
If You ... Don't Want To See ... !!!!!
  
THE TRUTH Is This Simple ...  
  
It's .... REALITY .... !!!!!
  
We All May ... Fall Victim ...  
of Those Who Proceed ...
To ..."Hide Who They Are" ...
Behind LIES ... That They Feed ...
  
They're ... LYING To You ...
And ... LYING To Me ... !!!
  
Some of These People ...
.... Recite Poetry .... !!!
  
Some of These People ...
Are Rappers ... BELIEVE ... !!!
  
They Really Don't Know ... ?
What It Is To ... " Emcee " ... ?
  
This Is A MASTER ...
of .... " Ceremonies " ....  
  
These Are TRUE POETS ...
Like ..... " Talib Kweli " .....  
  
or Maybe THIS NAME ... ?
  
The Brother ... " Big V " ... ?!?
Or A Guy Called ... BIG VIRGE ... !?!
  
Okay I Mean .... ME .... !!!!!
  
A Man Who Speaks TRUTH ...
In This Here .... " Poetry " ....  
  
I DON'T Want To Be ...
Above ... Humility ... !!!!!!
  
I Just Want To See ...
More ... TRUE Poetry ...  
  
That SHUNS Foolish Pride ...  
And Liars Who Feed ...
On ... " Poetic Liars " ...
  
These ... " Fictional Writers " ...
Just Write For THEMSELVES ...  
To Earn A .... " FAST BUCK " ....  
From .... " Media Wealth " ....
  
PLEASE OPEN Your Eyes ...  
  
Let TRUTH Be Your Guide ...
Cos' It Really AIN'T Wise ...  
To Have A ... FAKE Guise ... !!!!!  
  
REMEMBER This Poem ....
  
... " Don't Tell Yourself Lies !!! " ...
The path to denial is lying to oneself, it's not good for yours, or, society's health ....
Keenan Martin Jul 2010
15 years and 331 days and counting,
A month from 16 with anticipation mounting.
He came a long way from a sort of outcast,
He knew with faith and persistence the pain never lasts.

Even with a camp surrounding him with company,
He knows there is something missing.
The very thing he needed he had searched for so many years,
Was a loving comfort outside of his peers.

He felt his luck was always in the slumps,
Which pushed him to follow the beat of his own drum.
But the more upset he was he was given the notion,
That he has to gain more control of his emotions.

But one event that turned his life around,
Was the sound of his head pounding the ground.
Even though he still does his rights and wrongs,
He thanks God everyday for the strength to go on.

And with that strength he learned to forgive and forget,
Because he is now blessed with intelligence and wit.
He is thankful for family and friends that watched him grow,
Thank God he is this close to 16 years old!
I was inspired by an artist named Talib Kweli to write this.
Rissa Wallace Dec 2011
IM SICK AND TIRED of you thinking that the only thing I do on a daily basis is get up drag my feet to go and eat my cocoa puffs, sit back, max and relax, watch cartoons and reminisce about 8 tracks.
NAH **** THAT!
Because it doesnt matter to you that I’ve proven how intelligent I am,
because
you still think my skin is a sham and I’m supposed to be in the back of a classroom hardly able to read and write my name because thats how the
“good” ones have been tamed.
But the lights are dim back there because the brighter students get the brighter lights in the front row chairs.
My hand is raised the entire hour and 15 minutes but you never even attempt to stutter my name.
Because what I say is not your reality.
As far as you are concerned it is incorrect. I have tourettes with absolutely no regrets as to what I say,
but I’ll make **** sure that you know the truth.
I get my paper back and it says “plagiarized”...
now what the **** makes you think that?
Because I can use words that have more than 3 syllables and form a sentence in your vernacular this is syntactically more capable than anything that your low IQ has ever been able to form easily?
I apologize.
For not being politically ignorant
ebonically incorrect
and generally not being dumb enough for you to laugh and point to call me ******.

Please, Slim Shady...sit the **** down...this is grown up talk now.
Realize. The colonizer knows not of his privilege because he blindly walks with it.
While we, I mean me, walk very knowingly with shackles and chains with your name, that speak she has not yet been tamed with every jingle, and threatening step that I take toward the invasion of your future.

I’ve taken all your required high school courses
******* Pretentiousness English 3 and 4.
And my score means absolutely nothing, despite the fact that it is higher than your front row chairs that stare and nod robotically, because they are afraid to question your ability.
Understand...your PhD means jackshit to me.

Don’t hurt yourself in trying to comprehend.
You’d probably go insane but lets not try to think about that.
Lets get back to your wack *** philosophy that I because I don’t speak in the proper vernacular I don’t know nothin’.
Like the fact that what I just said is a double negative. But see its funny, because when I use ebonics and incorporate double negatives to illustrate a point, I’m ignorant.
And yet Mark Twain is a literary genius for doing the exact same thing.

Would it change if I said that Mark Twain was black?
But I wouldn’t do that.

It would set me up for an attack and you’d try to have these literary comebacks and I’d have to smack....
some knowledge on you.
That your Twain, got his twang from being in the main presence of we. And yes I mean we. As in people like me, and Talib Kweli. Or to date back in history Phillis Wheatley, who messed with you psychologically, but you thought she was too stupid and you are too naive to see that she was an O.G.
The true original gangster.

There are too many -e’s
but they are necessary to eeeeeeevoke,
no elicit the response your failing to recognize that your ties to 21st century humanity are short
ragg’ed
and slowly splintering away.

You missed those entire 3 pages in your history textbooks when it said that
BLACK doesn’t make any less of a person.
BLACK is a crayon color.
And BLACK doesn’t even exist in skin color...we are brown.
That was another thing your genius colorblind mind refused to recognize.

I am stamping “plagiarized” on every Mark Twain book ever written because our swag was stolen!
In 1492 Columbus sailed to ocean blue
to give us diseases and call us illiterate savages.
Thats not very nice...better table manners would be appreciated. (And we’re the savages)

YOU CAN TAKE THIS PAPER AND...
use it as a book mark. Those history books are screaming your name, its time to answer your call.
Come back to me when you realize that I am intelligent and hold the key to all that is not  a rainbow
or unicorn and fairy princesses.
We all live in reality that your bright lights and shiny piece of paper is blocking you from seeing.
Come to the back where the lights are dim,
and your dissed on a whim,
but it helps you realize that just maybe...
your life is plagiarized.
Big Virge Sep 2017
These rhymes ... Reflect ...
APOCALYPTIC Times ... !!!

Times where minds ...
are ............... Dismissing .................................................. Signs ...... !!!!!

That times ahead .....
Will see ... BLOODSHED ...
and ... Loss of Life ... !!!!! ...

Times where ... Crimes ...
Refine ... Bloodlines ... !!!!!!

Like ... " Old Designs " ...
Primed to ... " ***-id-e " ...

Apocalyptic ... times ...
Reside inside ...
Deep Seas with ... " Tides " ...
Now On ... The rISE ...
Just like ... The Minds ...
of ... WICKED ... Types ... !!!!!!
whose Pride ... DENIES ...
to help the ... " Plight " ...
of those who ... STRIVE ...
Just to ... " Survive " ...
and Live a ... " Good Life " ...

The Type ... who like ...
to see us ... Fight ...
Like ... " Dogs in Bogs " ...
Fed On ... WAR Songs ...
and Words of ... HATE ... !?!

A Time and Place ...
where ... Technological Tools ...
are used to ... School ...
our youth to ... Abuse ...
Like ... VIOLENT Fools ... !!!!!

VIOLENCE ... Will Rule ... !!!

Like DEVILS ... Who ...
Infuse with ... Views ...
That ... Lead to ... FEUDS ... !!!

Which would ... You Choose ... ?!?

APOCALYPTIC ... News ... ?
or a place where ... " Love " ...

REIGNED ... Up Above ... !!!!!!

Just like ... SUNSHINE ...
in the ... " Summertime " ...

Well ....
Rhymes Like ... " These " ...
Paint ... Different ... scenes ...

Scenes ... OBSCENE ... !!!!!
and ....... Far From .................................................................­..... Clean ... !!!!

Where ....
Peoples' Dreams ...
are ... "FILLED WITH" ... SCREAMS ... !!!

Am I .... SCARING You ... ?!?

If so ... Not Cool ... !!!

Why would you choose ... ?
to take ... The View ...
That ... What I Say ...
Makes You ... AFRAID ... ?!?!?

Apocalyptic Trips ...
May Well .... ECLIPSE ... !!!

The Place in which ...

Your Thinking ..... " Lives " ......

OUTSIDE ... "TheBox" ...
is where ... Mine Is ... !!!!!!

NOT IN .... " Laptops " ....
or .... VIOLENT ... Stings ... !!!

I Deal with ... NOW ...
and what ... Surrounds ...
Before i'm ... CLOWNED ...
and end up ... "Drowned" ... !!!!!

Or ...
Worse yet ... DEAD ...
Like ... Youthful Heads ...
As ... " Current Trends " ...
would now ... " Suggest " ...

In Fact .... CONFIRM .... !!!!!!

Does it make you ...
........ " Squirm ........ ? "
to Read ... Such words ... !?! ...

Well .......

Here's a ... " Verse " ...
to ... CALM ... Your Nerves ... !!!

They're ONLY ... " Words " ... !!!!!!

That show ... CONCERN ...
About the world ...
and how ... it turns ...

If we ... " Observe " ...
We may just ... " Learn " ...
How to ... STEM This ... SURGE ... !!!
of Pain and ... Hurt ... !!!!!!

and make a ... RETURN ...
to Life being ... PRESERVED ... !!!!!

Let The DEVILS ... Burn .......................................................

and Make ... PEACE WORK ... !!!!!

Like ... UNITY ...
cos' things like ... " These " ...
Will Help ... " Relieve " .................................

Our Streets of ... BEASTS ... !!!
And .... " POVERTY " ....

And .... News Stories ...
of ... KILLING Sprees ... !!!?!!!

Our Youth ... are DYING ...

Don't You ... SEE ... ?!!!? ...

These words are ... TRYING ...
to FEED ... Our Seeds ...
with ... Something MORE ...
Than ....... " MTV " ........ !!!!!!!!!!

BUT ....
Here's The ... SCORE ... !!!

Too Many ... " Elders " ... TOO ... !?!
are PROMOTING .... Wars ......
WITHOUT .... A Cause .... !!!?!!!

and NEED TO ... " Reduce " ...
Their ... ANGRY ... Moods ... !!!

" Don't try to front ! "

" You know it's true ! "

Why take the view
that I'm ... TOO BLUNT ... ?!?

The time has ... COME ...
to .... " Listen Up " ......
and Fill .... " Eardrums " ...
Like Kweli' ... Does ... !!!

with words that ... " Soothe " .........................
and HELP ... " Improve " ...
The Minds who ... " Choose " ...

APOCALYPTIC ... Moves ... !!!!!

Like ...
Dropping .... BOMBS ...
That Breed ... " Phantoms " ...
and .... " Tsunamis " .... !!! ....

Do you ....
Get The .... " Scene " .... ???

NO TREES ....
NO LEAVES ....

NO ...
Ice Caps left ....

Just .... WAR and DEATH ... !!!!!

I Guess .... ?
to ... " Most of You " ...

This seems ............................................................. " Far Fetched " ......

But ...
THINK IT .... Through ......

What's coming .... " Next " .... ?!?

FLOODING ... Here ...
and Flooding ... THERE ... !!!!

and then .... HEATWAVES .... !!!
that send ... SHOCKWAVES ... !!!

As Fires ... BLAZE ...
For .... DAYS and DAYS .... !!!!!

APOCALYPTIC .... Yes ... !!!

So ....
What do you say ... ?

Does THIS Poem ...
and it's ... Wordplay ...
Make ...  You Think ...

I NEED A ... " Shrink " ... ?!?

Maybe ... I DO ... ???

But here's the ... " Koo' " ...

Apocalyptic things ....
ARE ...... Happening ...... !!!!!

CLOSER ... to home ...
and that's ... NO JOKE ... !!!!!

Most folk ... are BROKE ... !!!
Or ... SNORTING ... Coc' ... !!!

With ....
NOWHERE ... to go ...
to find some ... " Hope " ... !!!

" OH I'M A PESSIMIST ! "

" If You Insist ! "

I'm simply ...

writing things ...
Through ... " Poetic Scripts " ...

That ... Reflect how ...

I Feel ...
Right NOW ...

Some Music ... " FILLED " ........
My Mind with .... THIS ....

Thoughts of ... GLOOM ...
and MUCH ... "Darkness" ... !!!!!

A ... " Discreet Flava " ...
DARKER THAN ... " Vader " ... !!!

Try to .... DENY ...
and you ... " May Find " ...

That ....
What You ... FIGHT ...
Inside ... " Your Mind " ...

is the ....

TRUTH About .........
What's ..... Coming .....

" Apocalyptic Times "
This Seems Rather Appropriate right now ! As I am currently residing in the Caribbean, these words are RINGING ... A Little TOO TRUE ..... Sadly .... !!!!
Hersch Rothmel Jun 2013
Bob Marley says when music hits you you feel no pain
But when I feel music I can feel the pain of so many suffering artists
I can feel the pain of Nas, Mos Def, and Talib Kweli.
I can feel the pain of Isaac Brock.
I can feel the pain I feel inside of me
Music is my independence, or one of its many manifestations
The universe has no limits when I am being blanketed by the warmth of music
And to me this is the greatest form of independence
I can experience myself through someone else’s experiences
That to me is interconnectedness
So how can I be interconnected yet independent?
How can I feel the warmth of music while at the same time it chills my bones?
Music is like life full of contradictions, but without them would cease to exist
Music is like life so personal, but shared by all peoples
Music is like life it takes courage to listen to your own as well as other voices
Music is life because for so many that is all there is left to live for.
Keenan Martin Mar 2010
What is a Blackstar?

Is it you or me? Is it we?
I think it's much more than Mos Def and Talib Kweli.
It's what we can be with unity.
They are turning us against one another, but won't fool me.

What is a Blackstar?

Is it  the folks on the corner?
Shining from the things they sold there.
Fleeing the scene when the blue and red lights flash.
Knowing they have more strikes than the batter at the plate.

What is a Blackstar?

The astronomy? is it the Milky way?
The formation of a star to cross or be in line?
The explosion that creates a tragedy,
Destroying mor than different galaxies.

What is a Blackstar?

Is it the church going man who's an educated ****?
Spitting game at the club that saturday night
To make you, the woman, his wife for that moment.
Hoping you awake by his side, but you find him missing.

What is a Blackstar?
It's the way those lights pull at me,
that's how I know I don't want to go back.

It's how gravity seems skewed
and I'm falling
into the endless doorway
that is Pretty Lights.

Talib Kweli sang my lullaby;
I finally fell asleep to Kanye lines.
And the bathroom floor shouldn't melt this way,
it needs to be more esoteric.
Big Virge Sep 2020
Well Now It’s Pretty Clear...
And... OBVIOUS...

That PEOPLE LIKE THEM...
Really Cause PROBLEMS... !!!

Right From The Top Down...
... Political Clowns...
Whose Talk Should Be DROWNED... !!!

So Yes Those In Governments...
And Their Media Friends...
Are Those Who Indeed...
Are... “ People Like Them “...

Those Who LIE And DESTROY Lives... !!!
Because of Propaganda And Lies They Supply...
Like Oil Pipelines That Feed The Rich...
But Leave The POOR...
To Be Permanently Ditched... !!!

Like ******* With Glitches...
That ***** Their Business...
Like Figures Who SNITCH... !!!

Because... PEOPLE LIKE THEM...

Are QUICK To Enlist...
ANYTHING That Brings...
FREEDOM From STINGS...
That Have DARK Links... !!!

Like Blacks Who’ve Been Hanged...
By... Ku Klux Gangs... !!!

A... PROBLEM Breed... !!!
Where Racism Feeds... !!!

But People Like Them...
Are NOT ALONE...
In Their IGNORANCE... !!!

I’ve Met TOO Many Blacks...
Who Keep Running Chat...
As If Our History Is ERROR FREE... !?!

Such FALLACIES Create Energies...
That Stop Any Chance of BLACK UNITY... !!!

If You Don’t Believe Me Ask Talib Kweli’...
A Reality... That’s PLAIN To SEE... !!!

If You Don’t Believe...
In DENIAL And BELIEFS...
Somewhat Like THESE... !!!

“It Was Those White Peeps’,
And Their Evil Deeds,
And Hateful Schemes,
That Have Made Blacks Be,
How We Currently Be !”

Like Being CHOKED On Streets...
By... Policeman's Knees... ?!?

You See People Like Them...
Really Have PROBLEMS... !!!!!!

Just Like Africans Who Are Happy To Lend...
A Helping Hand To White Gentlemen...
For AFRICAN Lessons To Be Taught By THEM.. ?!?

About African Life...
It’s Terrain And Wildlife... ?!?

THINK About That Line...
Before You Start To Whine...
About Me Being One...
Who Loves Everything White... !!!

Because It’s People Like Them...
Who Like To Run Such Lines... !!!

To Make Their Blackness SHINE... !!!

When They DON’T EVEN Have Skin...
That’s... DARKER Than Mine... !!!

With Their LIGHT SKIN Wives...
Brown Skin Child And Westernised Lives... !!!
Who Don’t Recognise That Guys Like... “ I “...

Are The **** of JOKES...
For All Kinds of Black Folks...
Because People Like Them...
Like To Run Such Quotes...

About.....

How Dark We Are...
How Big Our Noses Are...
How Ugly We Are...

And That’s Just The START.. !!!.

People Like Them FAIL...
Because They Can’t Get Past...

Their Historical CLAIMS...

About.... Blacks Being Great...
When They Chose NOT To Listen...
To... GARVEYS' Vision... !?!

It’s... People Like Them...

Who’ve Now Embraced Systems...
That Are FAR DISTANCED.......................... ..................
From Being... " AFRICAN "... ?!?

... People Like Them...
Chat A LOT of NONSENSE... !!!

And Really Seem To THINK...
That They Know EVERYTHING... ?!?

Like ARROGANT Heads...
Who Lack Common Sense... !!!

Which Is Why I Now Write...
These... PRECISE Rhymes... !!!

That Require... NO DEFENCE... !!!
When It Comes To What I’ve Said...
About The Type of IGNORANCE...

That Now CLEARLY DEFINES...

Yup...

.... “ People Like THEM ! “....
In these days and times, people are making their positions and ideals clear, such conversations and visions, inspired this piece.
Reincarnated as a curse, once I made my way into the broken earth
A ***** capsule, pain through breakthroughs,
And plateaus mama I hear you, talking to ,
Me while,you was in gestation a manifestion,
Christ like, my words like Albert Pike,
Soon to spike, from the moonshine that bites,
Into my mentality, entered into another reality
Pacing, at a duality, evil vs good and vice versa,
Light circling around me, like
halos
Angels in the outfield feel, like Nas feel,
Let my words heal anything I
said it's real,
I bring life from death, air to breathe,
Carefully position my steps, stomping
On the devil's ground, though I'm crowned,
With mental thorns, my soul torn in the storm,
Fighting the weakeness from within',
With a bottle of gin, to.tackle my sins,
Lord forgive me for my waging, I'm paging,
Home early I see the lights, it's gods army coming to swarm me, yeah

Hook:
I stay drunk to myself, cruising the streets, in my girls jeeps,
Watching over the weeps, see the evil that peeps,
Silence the weak, as death makes it peaks,
I just let the liquor speak,

To myself...X2




Huh a braille man showed me the world,
Said my eyes, was closed even though,
I was seeing, what was this i was believing,
Receiving, nothing but fake blessing
Family's stressing and I'mstill stretching,
My nerves pass shell shocked, my words locked,
In all caps, I'm tombstone bound destined to drown,
I'll accept my destiny, for punishment
Of society, wise men like me, see the penitentiary
Or the cemetery, knew my goal before
I touched earth, knew I wouldn't worth,
Amounts to nothing, soon as I unbuttoned,
Expose the worlds flesh this ain't a test,
I'm hooked to the boozes crest, lay in between
My woman's breast, so I can better manifest,
My universal thoughts, everything I thought,
Was real was an illusion, see the cold fusion,
Tryna break the evil, within the Constitution
But most ain't using, too steadily cruisin,
Tryna cop wins, but I'm still loosing,



I stay drunk to myself, cruising the streets, in my girls jeeps,
Watching over the weeps, see the evil that peeps,
Silence the weak, as death makes it peaks,
I just let the liquor speak,

To myself...X2


Now that the liquor done settled in,
I see the spirits closing in,
To relieve me of my sins, I'm still struggling,
Everyday, hustling no not the Rick Ross way,
I stay with AKs, every year of my birth day,
I write a mental note to the sun dieties,
I know they smiling up, or down at me,
Depends on where you stand on the Earth's axis,
Feelin' Jackson, these demons won't leave me alone,
As I add another chapter to my tome, regained my throne,
Hip hops far from gone same tune different songs,
I spit for pleasures and pains brains to migraines,
Growing insane, I'm everywhere you stare
Followed, closely as to shadows, I battle,
Comfortable newjacks, break through stats
Imagine that, me spitting bars that's wack,
Only focused on facts, not fantasy tracks,
My words is wise, blessing in disguise,
Like Kweli, soothin' ya ears so smoothly,
Grab a fifth then let it lift roll up a spliff,
At the same I'm leaning ya over the cliff,
Edge can't shake all this madness in my head,
Guess I'm better of drunk fighting demons in my head,
Instead,

So I stay drunk by myself yeah,


I stay drunk to myself, cruising the streets, in my girls jeeps,
Watching over the weeps, see the evil that peeps,
Silence the weak, as death makes it peaks,
I just let the liquor speak,

To myself...X3
Reincarnated as a curse once I made my way into the broken earth
A ***** capsule pain through breakthroughs
And plateaus mama I hear you talking to
Me while.you was in gestation a manifestion
Christ like my words like Albert Pike
Soon to spike from the moonshine bites
Into my mentality entering into another reality
Sitting at a duality evil vs good and vice versa
Light circling around me like
halos
Angels in the outfield feel like Nas feel
Let my words heal anything I
said it's real
I bring life from death air to breathe
Carefully position my steps stomping
On the devil's ground though I'm crowned
With mental thorns my soul torn in the storm
Fighting the weakeness from within'
With a bottle of gin to.tackle my sins
Lord forgive me for my waging I'm paging
Home early I see the lights it's gods army coming to swarm me yeah




Huh a braille man showed me the world
Said my eyes was closed even though
I was seeing what was this i was believing
Receiving nothing but fake *** blessing
Family stressing and still stretching
My nerves pass shell shocked my words locked
In all caps I'm tombstone bound destined to drown
I'll accept my destiny for punishment
Of society wise men like me see the penitentiary
Or the cemetery knew my goal before
I touched earth knew I wouldn't worth
Amounts to nothing soon as unbutton
Expose the worlds flesh this ain't a test
I'm hooked to boozes crest lay in between
My woman's breast so I can manifest
My universal thoughts everything I thought
Was real was an illusion see the cold fusion
Tryna break the evil.within the Constitution
But most ain't using too steady cruisin...


Now that the liquor done settled in
I see the spirits closing in
To relieve me of my sins I'm still struggling
Everyday hustling no not the Rick Ross way
I stay with AKs every year of my birth day
I write a mental note to the sun dieties
I know they smiling up or down at me
Depends on where you stand on the Earth's axis
Feelin' Jackson these demons won't leave me alone
As I add another chapter to my tome retained my throne
Hip hops far from gone same tune different songs
I spit for pleasures and pains brains to migraines
Growing insane I'm everywhere you stare
Followed closely as to shadows I battle
Comfortable newjacks break through stats
Imagine that me spitting bars that's wack
Only focused on facts not fantasy tracks
My words is wise blessing in disguise
Like Kweli soothin' ya ears so smoothly
Grab a fifth then let it lift roll up a spliff
At the same I'm leaning ya over the cliff
Edge can't shake all this madness in my head
Guess I'm better of drunk fighting demons in my head
Instead
Big Virge Jan 2020
Use It For ... " Your Music " ...
Use It For ... " Your Verse " ...

Use It To EXPRESS What Makes You HURT ... !!!
Use It YES ... To Write Poems ...

But DON'T ABUSE It ...
When You Use Your Pen ... !!!

Anyone Can Curse When Using Words ...
But Those Who Choose ... NOT To ABUSE ...
But USE Lyrics That Make You THINK ...
Tend NOT To Sink ... Like The WEAKEST Link ... !!!

Good Poets ...
Use Their Words Like TOOLS ...
That Are Used To School ...
Those Crews Who Choose To Create FEUDS ...

Like ... IGNORANT Fools ...
From ... SEPARATIST Groups ... !!!

So .....

Use It ... WISELY ...
Use It ... NIGHTLY ...

Use It WELL And It Might Sell ... ?!?
EXPAND Your Mind If You Write Rhymes ...

Then ...
USE Your Vocab' To Spit Slick Raps ...
Just Like KWELI ... Mos' DEFINITELY ... !!!!!

If You Get Some CASH ... Buy THAT CD ... !!!!
And Then You'll SEE Just What I Mean ... !!!!

......... Historically ........
Check ... Muhammad Ali ...
Because Poetically His USE of ... " Speech " ...
BY FAR OUTREACHED ... MOST Young Emcees ... !!!

He Was A ... " TRUE MASTER of Ceremonies " ....
Who CLEARLY Was SHARPER ... Than His ENEMIES .... !!!!!

NO Gimmicks Or Frills Just Poetic Skills ...
That He BACKED UP ... When He Used His Gloves ... !!!!!

He Packed A PUNCH Like Hip Hop DOES ...
When It Is Done By The RIGHT Someone Like ... KRS-One ... !!!

Check Out His Stuff ...
His Rhyme Style Runs And CLEALY STUNS ... !!!
Those Who CLAIM To ... RUN The Game ... !!!
NO Naming Names Cos' They're ALL The SAME ... !!!

Poetic CLONES Who USE Weak Flows ... !!!

" DON'T Be Like THOSE ! "

Make Your Words GLOW So That They KNOW ...
That You'll BOLDLY Go Where THEY ... WON'T GO ... !!!

DON'T Be AFRAID ... !!!
When You Sit and Write ...

To Write What Resides INSIDE Your Mind ...
Let Your Brain DISPLAY Wordplay That's STRAIGHT ...

AVOID What's ........................................... FAKE .............. !!!!!!!
And Make It ... GREAT ... !!!!!!

If You STICK To The TRUTH It's Bound To MOVE ...
People Who LISTEN To ... What You've WRITTEN ... !!!

What's REAL To YOU ...
IS REAL To ... YOU ... !!!!!

NOBODY Should Make You Write THEIR WAY ... !!!

INCLUDING ... ME ... !!!

This Simple Piece ... Just Explains My Views ... !!!
On Poetic Tools I've Come To Use ... POETICALLY ...

The Choice Is YOURS ... Your Pen's Your SWORD ... !!!
Or Nowadays Of Course It's Your ... Keyboard ... !!!

WHATEVER The Source ... ?
Write What You FEEL And What's REVEALED ...
May HELP You SEE What's In ... YOUR CORE ...

NOT Seeds Or PIPS But Written Scripts ...
That'll SHOW You How You ... LIVE and THINK ... !!!

See Poetry Can Soothe And Ease Your Mood ...
And Like GOOD FOOD ... Can Do You GOOD ... !!!!!

Consistent Use of GOOD Diction ...
Whether Spoken Or Written ...
Is A Form of ... NUTRITION ...
That HELPS BROADEN Your Vision ... !!!

SEE What I Mean ... !!!

It Can Sound So SWEET When It Is COMPLETE ... !!!
Poetry That's NEAT Like A WELL Produced Beat ... !!!

But Poetry You Write ...
DOESN'T Have To Rhyme ... !!!

It Can Simply Paint A BEAUTIFUL Scene ...
Like A Bird Flying HIGH Over ... Calm Blue Seas ... !!!

Write WHAT YOU LIKE In ... " YOUR OWN STYLE " ... !!!!!
And Let It FLY ... Like A Bird In The SKY ................................... !!!!!

Write For ... YOURSELF ...
And You'll Write WELL ... !!!

Everybody CAN'T Like What's IN Your Mind ... !!!
USE It To DROWN When You Feel Down ... !!!

And USE It Like You USE A ... " SMILE " ...
To BRIGHTEN Yours And ... OTHER Lives ... !!!

NOT TO Start WARS WITHOUT A Cause ... !!!
USE It For SURE To PROMOTE Much MORE ... !!!!!

Poetry IS A Heavenly Gift That CAN UPLIFT ... !!!
And Give You Things BEYOND What Blings' ... !!!

TRUST Me On THIS ...
I Suggest You ... GET TO IT ... !!!

And Start To ....

............... " USE IT !!! " ...............
This came from being asked to write some educational material that could be used in schools ....
Babatunde Raimi Apr 2020
Should I credit the Romans
Believing we are opposite the Mediterranean
After the tribe of Berber
Somewhere around Tunisia
Then “Suna’ed” us Africa

Oh the land of fruit and corn!
How blessed thou art
The cradle of human civilization
Someday we shall ask the Phonecians
How two words: "friqi" and "pharika
Combined to make Africa

As they all jostled to take credit
Driven by the zest to unlearn, learn and relearn
“Na dem oh!” The Greeks, they chose “Aphrikē”
Because we are free from cold and horror
A summation of fify-four beautiful countries
So my dear, Africa ain’t no country
It’s a beautifully endowed continent

Theories can be rationalized
So, I beg to defer, “No be only Africus”
How can a Yemeni invade our continent?
And also get the bragging rights
I refuse to accept “Africa” is a Yemenite invader
“Hapana Sio kweli”

Whether from the explorers, westwards
Or the traders from India
Whoever conjured the name “Mother Africa”
Surely deserves some accolades
Your next vacation, destination Africa
Come my friend, come
You’ll be glad you did

Though rich, yet under-developed
Slowly but surely we have progressed
This, grossly under-reported by your media
We are a continent blessed with “All”
Don’t die until you experience our hospitality
Maybe, just maybe, together we can take a walk
Check the smooth grooves from easy mo bee
Surely i freak the beats easily colchese
When I realize deadly but Cooley high
Tryna keep my head to the skies wise
Spit it like Kweli blessing disguised
Energized by the burning disc masquerade
Finesse charades you can't guess a play
Players forever sitting on the bench
Run harder than George lynch titles clenched
Mic champion war path of  Titan aint no fighting
Against god sittin' on evens against the odds
Wicked as Todd I'm putting suckas in the hospital
Leave em in critical
Condition mint leaves let my mind get intrigued
Grows like pinocchio nose garden of snow
Let the blow deeper route tunnels opticals
This aint for child play ****** like Lee lay
Better known as Chuckie keeps shanks with me
Laced like Vega raps mega alpha to omega
Darkest creator watch me burn terminators
Im now y'all laters gangstas with suits and gators
Ready to cater ya own death take a deep breath
Regs get ate tryna regulate hate my mind state
Aint on New York im sticking a fork
In the porks let bullets capitalized the torque
Drug ports running like soccer sports
No time for games I came to bring maximum pain



It'll take more than a hearse of a dead verse
To move me im picky as politics be
Racial tension sitting like Benson
Serves the stupid I'm getting wicked
Stick it like a tickets or search warrants
Flee flicking varmints better repent sent
Engaged war Everytime I spit a cold bar
Sizzles like Alka-seizer giving pleasures
Stress bleeders end up carnage receivers
Cant shake the darkness melanins dominant
Sittin' flat as a welcome mat tilt the top hat
Five gallons got at least seven stallions
Built to an Amazon laying the snu snu
Do I do snap crews like Chinese bamboo
Oh who would of thought of me diggin' you
Baby but back to shows is where you'll see me
Rockin' the parties like we back in the 90s
I ain't a kid this aint a play so stay away
From the danger-zone even got gun drones
Moving Apache cant lache me Tyson prodigy
Boxing against my wit arouse the ***** *****
I'm too legit to quit im flippin' the brisk
Bruce Lee's student strikes swift and prudent
Bezmenov four stages to break the wired cages
Change the pages
To now and forever deaths and war together
Under any weather or circumstance
Don't chance it the rain couldn't even stain
My skin dipped in sin letthe smoke start forming
Acid reaction flows a mind reaction packin'
Like Jordan to Pippen stackin' points rackin'
Mind of a competitor **** a news Editor
Back like the alien blasting Lazer eye predator

— The End —