{MASS COHERENCE}
THE SOUND OF HARD DROP USHERED IN
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Man stands and his voice fluid flows... Man in his testimony, and the trees lean into his breeze, the birds sing in agreement.
In his tones are the resonance which would awaken the masses, bring them from the mental drudgery which keeps them bound.
Lion subsonic and his voice reverberating bounces off concrete and brick walls, echoes into the alleyways and the sewers.
This man who in ancient times perhaps considered a bard, perhaps considered a prophet and he fears no sound, not the bullet or the ballot.
Their ways being not his for in his mitochondrial he carries the makings of a god, the makings of a goddess for surely they could come from his seed.
A little more recognition and so many fear his bass, it tearing whole cities and towns to the ground, they falling to the truth elicited in melodic tomes.
The earth shaking cataclysm spoken of in holy scrolls and helios biblos and prechen on Sunday morning, Saturday evenings and on Jumu'ah.
Connected spiritually and ready to act it out any which way it comes.
Tooth, nail, knife or gun would he fight for his nation, this man we speak of, his voice vibrating the marrow in dry bones.
It becoming red and feeding the sinew and muscle of future generations cause all we got now is a grave situation, dead are the bodies littering the ground, walking around.
Zombies addicted to Basketball wives and mass media lies.
Man standing in the crowd and yelling the truth in such stringent tones.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
