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Zisa Aziza Nov 2011
i gots a fire brewing within my soul, and my skin is singed
if you see smoke in the night, please know i’m beckoning you towards me
come, come— i said come; i cannot stand to burn alone
let’s set trails ablaze and watch worlds form from our ashes
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Zisa Aziza Nov 2011
to redeem
the mind

and merge it
with the soul
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Zisa Aziza Nov 2011
we killing
we dying
clock ticking
we stay lying

who we tricking?

not them, but I
*watch us die
Zisa Aziza Nov 2011
i went to the sun
and peered down
through the millenniums

i found that time
had been impaled
by rage

the kin of fear,
and genesis of
endless tragedy

upon my return,
i discovered love
to birth consciousness
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Zisa Aziza Nov 2011
let us dream,
those awakening,
in this nightmare.
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Zisa Aziza Nov 2011
Twist sound into verse
keep the frequency high

Vibrations will synchronize
and the new world will arise
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Zisa Aziza Nov 2011
They caught you like a dreamcatcher
Shot you down in the night they wrote up
They tell us we got justice now
Sand Negroes been put down

I suppose freedom has been restored
But how many dead have come to pass
What big lies go untrue
Who flew them planes
Have we really been after you?

You indistinct brown Arab man
You were Amerika’s nightmare
You were the terror that taunted us
But you were a ploy, a toy
To render us tame

Osama, riddle me this:
How did 100 flights of steel and cement turn into dust?
I don’t wish to make a fuss, but this is odd
And even gravity would suggest
That things don’t fall into itself and disintegrate
But even more sinister, are the explosions, many heard
As low as the third floor, when the plane hit
High up in the sky, do tell, what is the lie?

But you are dead now, well
The idea they made of you
And we can never interrogate
What lies remain untrue

Between me and you,
I always had a clue
I knew it wasn’t you
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