[LONESOMENESS]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE...
You burn through me like wildfire... reducing me to the cinders that are the makings of all this life on this planet.
Everyday I pay homage to you for you are the life giving waters and the soul stirring sun that nourishes black skin.
I can't get the rhythm of you out of my heart... Out of my mind...
So in love with all that you represent.
You are the reason that a mans eyes part and his feet hit the floor with authority...
The basis for his survival and his imminent destruction if he continues to let the whitewashing cover his melanin.
His seeming infatuation with becoming less than he was at his formation.
A gold tooth, contact worshiping, straight haired fool who subscribes to the school of enslavement.
You are the fire and the brimstone that destroy's Babylonian dreams and draws screams of rage from vocal chords.
Cleans all in blazing heat that incinerates the lies and the rumors and lays waste to tricknowledge.
You are part of the Alpha and the Omega... the first moldings of clay in the Workshop of Allah where angels held sway watched the proceedings.
You are the sweet breeze and the driving rain... The force of the hurricane and the shake of the earthquake.
The song of the sparrow and the shriek of the hawk...
You are all that I am and are and will ever be as I trod these roads alone.
A king searching for a queen.
Lonesomely.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
