[WOOD, GRAPHITE, STEEL AND PLASTIC]

[WOOD, GRAPHITE, STEEL AND PLASTIC]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS MEDITATION...
http://youtu.be/MQ7XX1J-Gbc

The pencil and the pen saved my life.
Paintings on brick walls back in the day that seemed to come to life...
Graffiti dedicated to the richness of all that I was...
Child of Allah in the promised land.
The pencil and the pen saved my life when the system threatened to lock me away...
Throw away the key.
When facing three life sentences ripped the dreads from my head...
Strands of hair on the pillow in the morning.
Eyes tired from staring at the ceiling.
I reborn as I kissed a tree...
Freed.
The pencil and the pen and now these keys which I tickle in the year 2013...
A future that I thought I would never see...
Where are the flying cars...
The unity?
Are we really any better off than we were in slavery cause to me it ain't gone a damn place...
The pen the pencil and the keys keeping men from being all that they can be...
Children learning empty knowledge as the world spirals towards mans eradication.
He never having learned to co-exist.
The pencil the pen and the keys as I a man record these things.

JERALD HAMZAH KILLMOVES FARUQ