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Saturday, January 26, 2013

[INSTITUTIONS OF INSTITUTIONS] FEATURING RON POETRY


[INSTITUTIONS OF INSTITUTIONS] FEATURING Ron Poetry
THE MUSIC FOR THIS PRESSURE... MAKE SURE YOU PUMP IT VERY LOUD AS YOU READ...

[RON]
MENTAL INSTITUTIONS...
WE WERE RAISED TO..
Share whatever we have and dream prosperity for all respond generous humanity and calamity call.. What keeps us united in all the circumstances? Something must be believed in substances..
Something said and not done, will not work All good work done will be lost in smoke.. We are here for upliftment of all classes it is a difficult task not an easy walk on roses..
There is one conception dreamt about GROWTH and HAPPINESS for all out EQUAL participation in real terms NO COMMUNISM, CAPITALISM or SOCIALISM.
The system which benefits all the communities.. Number of welfare schemes with different varieties..No one is allowed to hold sway over others. Nothing is conceived in haste that bothers..
Rivers are kept pollution free no destruction of forests with trees equal rights for all human beings no violation of any kind and simply undoing...
Time has come to decentralize the powers no higher rise buildings or towers Little huts with basic amenities A step forward for elimination of poverty..
SOCIALISM or any other “ISM” dreamt in concept will not succeed if it lacks teeth with aptness. The poor may increase with lot more agony to add we will have many more in waiting to be fed..
Some kind of vigilant eye to keep watch over happenings certain steps to be taken for good beginning It is not at all bad to dream and put in execution That is how some of the change takes place in MENTAL INSTITUTIONS...

[KILL MOVES AKA JERALD]
MENTAL INSTITUTIONS...
WE WERE RAISED TO...
Take what we could to get by, hard as hell living in another mans heaven.
Where children of one race die by guns every day, while being of the other race grants a reprieve.
Till one of their own commits what is called a tragedy, now they crying for gun control and compassion.
Where was all that when my cousin got shot last night. Found dead lying dead in pool of cooling blood on a street in Tifton Georgia.
What is a damn shame to some is the way we live... our condition, so to speak.
A politician done sold you you out for a campaign contribution... Lied on the pulpit on Martin Luther King day bout he felt your pain... Cared about your pickaninny.
How he feels sympathy.
Time to bust down the walls of THEOLOGY, PSYCHOLOGY, AND SOCIOLOGY where so many have become the victims.
Roadkill stinking in the blazing sun of a barbaric system disguised as DEMOCRACY.
Shit plants and toxic waste dumps placed in the heart of the city where the lower half lives, surrounded by steel and glass prisms where brass cornerstones tell the tale.
A SQUARE the LEVEL and a G as the people are held hostage in MENTAL INSTITUTIONS...

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY AND RON POETRY 2013