CLOUD OF SMOKE AND FIRE

[CLOUD OF SMOKE AND FIRE]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE..
http://youtu.be/hOVdjxtnsH8


If an angel materialized from the ether and stood in your presence would you recognize?
Would you look and listen skeptically?
So absorbed in what has been taught to man by man.
Would you turn to escape the deranged words that seemed to fall from the angels lips to your ears.
See the people pass by as you plotted your escape.
Trying to disappear into the crowd and be absorbed.
Ahhh the safety of anonymity... Jonah in the belly of a whale.
If an angel materialized in these days and times would you be ready to gird your loins and sharpen your steel?
Become the warriors and queens that you were meant to be and crush this system...
Trod down its walls...
Become the sonics that tumble bricks and barriers and keep the children locked in.
Block the ascent.
If an angel told you to fight against the oppression and the tyranny would you?
Or would you turn the other cheek and fade into ignominy to be seen no more?
Extinct.
Dust to be trod upon by future generations...
A byline in a book or on an electronic screen.
If an angel materialized and opened his mouth and elicited a scream would you listen?

jerald hamzahfaruq murphy

[TESTS OF TIME] THE BLEND

[TESTS OF TIME] THE BLEND

IF YOU DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS MUSIC YOU WILL NOT GET THE FULL EFFECT OF THIS SCRIBE.

http://youtu.be/qr0rcUsPG-U

Your art pierces my mind, buries its roots in my melanin and causes it to sprout.

Lines so fine that only great artists can imitate them, lay them to parchment and paper.

Make them stand the test of time.

Thou dost torture an artist so as he tries to draw you from the air and make your melanin real.

Bring you to life as you reveal the layers that man was created of.

So beautiful in repose.

Some have gone mad as they marveled at your beauty, driven to the brink of sanity and beyond.

Such an enigma art thou.

Drawn from carbon and water and carved into mans compliment.

Such an exquisite specimen.

So many who would find fault where none lies for thou art a most lovely thing.

A flower in the meadow.

A lily in the valley.

We carved of the essence naked and free.

We humanity.

Fruit hanging from trees.

As an artist sees.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

LOST IN THE STARS

[LOST IN THE STARS]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE...


Lost in swirling constellations swirling in night skies, so many lives come and gone.
Sooner or later we all go that way, some in fear, few in joy.
We laugh and cry while trying to forget that our demise is imminent written in Hebrew and Arabic.
So many words changed in human translation and misrepresentation.
Here we are today.
Men still making war while proclaiming peace.
So much collateral damage,
Guns, knives and cannons the symbol's of freedom and democracy as lifes light fades. 
Lanterns hanging in the heavens lighting mans wayward way.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY