Now Of COURSE I TOLD George ... !!!
About The ... " DARK Wars " ... !!!!
Before He Had Cause ...
To Take Me To Court .... !!!!!

Now By This I'm Meaning ...
That I Had Some Thoughts ...
About Some ... " Dark Wars " ...
That NEED ... " Movie Screenings " ... !!!
  
BLACK Actors OF COURSE ... !!!!

Born From African Shores ... !!!
Now For Star Wars Fans ....
Who Have PROBLEMS With That ...
Just Relax And Ease Back ...
Cos I'm A BIG Star Wars Fan ... !!!!

But Dark Wars Would Draw ...
Some Cool Pictures Fa' Sure ... !!!!!

WITHOUT ... Ja Ja Binks ... !!!
Cos My Links Don't Think ...

Like IMBECILES ... Kids ... !!!!!

Palpitine' Would Concede ...
Cos' The Force Would Be ME ... !!!!!

No Need For Sam Jack ... !!!

Just Big Virge Jedi Clans ....
Who Rebellions Would Back ... !!!

Because They'd Be ...
COOL Wise DEADLY and Black ...

SHAFT Would Play ... " Yoda " ...
NO ... Puppet Type Quotas ... !!!

Just The Baddest Black Soldiers ... !!!
DARK SABRE Holders ... !!!

Much COLDER Than SITH' ...
Who They'd QUICKLY Dismiss ... !!!!!

But Wise Like GREAT Kings ...
Who Control THOSE ... " GOLD Rings " ... !!!!!!!

See THIS DARK WAR Would FLIP Into ARAGON Trips ... !!!!!!
Black Elves Would Now Fling Soul And Dub Into Swings ...

of Their ... Arrows And Daggers ...
Attackers Now ... BLACKER ...

Wid' Han Solo Swagger ...

Now Han Would Of COURSE ...
STILL Be ... Harrison Ford ... !!!!!!

Because He Had THAT COOL ...
That My Dark Wars Would Use ... !!!

Dark Lords Would Be Brothas' ...
Who'd Move ... "Undercover" ...
And Practice ... " Dark Voodoo " ...
With Villains Like .... " Dooku' " ... !!!!!

So These Dudes Would Be CRUEL ... !!!
But Unable To MOVE My New Jedi Knight Crew ... !!!

Of Course I'd Send Spawn ...
To Deal With ... Dark Lords ... !!!

BLACK BOND ... On My Right ...
With A CERTAIN ... " Dark Knight of a Different Type " ... !!!!!

On My Left Is ... " Luke Cage " ...
And Then I'd Have BLADE ...
Run Some ... Saber' Swordplay ... !!!!!

To CUT Darth Maul short ... !!!
Then We'd ALL Bring The WAR ...

To Vader The ... " PLAYA' " ...
Who'd Put Liks' On ... LEIA ...
On Jools Show ... " Much Later " ... !!!!!

Dark Wars Would Be GREATER ...  
Than Georges' Sound Makers .... !!!

Because SLY & ROBBIE ...
Would ... Drop Beats Wid' SHOCKLEY ... !!!!!!

ENEMIES of ... Empires ... !!!
Who My Knights Would RETIRE ... !!!

Now It's NOT About Colour ... !!!

But You Get The Vibe ...
A Music Soundtrack Coolly Hip Hop Inspired ... !!!
With Touches of Funk And Some COOL Soulful Stuff ... !!!

I'm Just Having FUN ...
With A Movie I LOVE ... !!!

So Much I Could Say ...
That This Piece of Wordplay ...
Could Make A Screenplay ...
More EPIC Than PLAGUES ... !!!!!

But For Now I'll Put Down ...

This Rhyme Driven TWIST ...
That Pays Tribute And Homage ...

To Georges' ... GREAT Script ... !!!
And The Movie I Loved From The Day I Saw It ... !!!

Respect To Its Makers And Smart Architects ... !!!
I'm Just A Creator Whose Wordplay Suggests ...

That Maybe One Day ... ?
Instead of ... " Young Rey " ...
There Could Be A Sista' ...
Whose Figure Was THICKER ...

Like VENUS's SISTER ... !!!!!

Who Maybe Could Figure ...
In My Motion Picture ... !!!!

That I Simply Would Call ...
The New ... " Stars Wars " ...

But Big Virges ... OF COURSE ...

Would Be Called .....

....... " The Dark Wars " ....... !!!!!

falling in the vortex of your eyes
we are enclosed
alone in the warmth of us
wrapped up in a bow,

a surprise

delving into the comfort of you
momentarily hypnotised at every glance
fallen into place
all from a stolen dance

getting the sensation of butterflies
indigo brushes past me
whilst lilac kisses my cheek

bringing even more life to my soul
i hope you feel as enchanted as I do
because I’ve started to feel whole
all because of that one stolen dance

my body is a matchbox
full to the brim of kindling
posing as a lit match
flames stuck to me, so attached

i wore the flame
but the flame also wore me
wore me down
until my body became a ghost town

i’d flicker and light up
whenever anyone needed me to
but then fall apart so quickly
in the fingertips of you

keep going for more
there are hundreds to use, my dear
but keep an eye on the matchbox
because when it is empty,
keep the ash as a souvenir

knock knock knock
oh come in
for a nibble
for a drink

there’s so much i have to tell you
do you remember me?
i saw your old car the other day
it will always belong to you

i couldn’t unglue my eyes from the number plate
almost as if i saw a ghost
it pained me to look away
almost worth crashing for

let’s have a cup of cocoa
and a piece of dark chocolate
and finally catch up

you can’t hear me
can you?
here, let me hold your hand
maybe you will understand

oh, just like that
you’ve disappeared into ash
i don’t think you were real
just a fond yet painful
memory

at last I think I’ve realised
swirled through the motions
like a spinning top
with no intention to stop

like the key meets the lock
I reach for a reading
if it’s bad I’ll simply block
if it’s good I’ll keep believing

transparency cradles the outline of a storm
we can clearly see each other
notice the heat itching to come closer
each crack of thunder
indicates another victim being born

keep it short and sweet
time is carefully limited
allow the rage and agony to finally meet
because now,
nothing is prohibited

I’ve purchased a secret
Purchased and now possess
Lingering on your lips
Longing to leap onto mine

Softly break the silence
With a stupid little melody
Ignoring the pain around us
The distress, unease & austerity

Force open the wound
Allow the anguish to seep out
Leaking onto your new shoes
Staining them with suffering

Visit the vanquish
Tie the lace around their neck
Oh, just let them rot
Shortly after, I’ll go cash my cheque

the safety net no one asked for
clasping at the sides
tightening the jaws of betrayal
ever so quietly strengthening itself
each bite of your innocence
enhances the clutch

dismembering your freedom
stacking loyalty on top of love
laughing internally
laughing at YOU

the cloned feeling of fear
waits for the green light
meticulously planning the next attack

wait til it’s dark
wait til you’re in the darkest of places
and in that moment,
mortality is imminent

she retreats and sits
ties her hair delicately
inhales harmony
exhales gratitude

with the pen to the paper
she hesitates for a while
so much she could say
almost too many thoughts to compile

longing to write about such significance
expecting it to flow so easily
and hoping to reflect on something so magnificent

she rests her head in her hands
ticking over in tranquility
comforted by the unaccustomed feeling of stability
it’s just the beginning, she said

she puts down the pen,
rips out the page,
she yells ‘carpé diem’
and begins to seize the day