(BIG BANG BOOGY) Dedicated to George Floyd.

 I walk around plucking words from the everything that is nothing... The existential of my existence... I mass of atomic energy... Thermonuclear in my nature... A son of a sun... Daddy pure radiation... Mama solid earth... The end result of natural selection...

The heavens part and God's favourite children realize their potential... The power of social unification... Buildings burning in the cities of babylon testifying to just plain sick and tired... The children of Neanderthals feigning terror, feigning horror... They the cause of so much devastation... Whole nations raped in the name democracy... And here I am got the whole church jumping... Casket bouncing as the flowers hit the floor... Testifying and pontificating... Speaking the most holy tongues...Colored iridescent by the prismatic reflections off stained glass windows... The theoretical they born into existence staring in disbelief... Cities burning, the disenfranchised marching in the streets, babies marked from birth... Man or beast the proverbial struggle... God standing in the fray spitting truth... Angels providing the background... Embers glimmering and shimmering down... From ashes come new birth... Fertilizer for new growth... Words plucked from the nothing that is everything and echoing in infinity.

JERALD hamzahfaruq MURPHY 

(2020 VISION)

And a son or a daughter again has died... Victims of a democratically racist system... Whitewashed and gleaming in the sun... So many caucasoid voices saying it doesn't exist... There eyes filled with rage... Spittle on their lips... So many bones would testify otherwise... Voices of my ancestors crying from unmarked graves... We should burn this motherfucker down... Fuck massa and his house... Tired of second class treatment disguised as benevolence... So many of my people fooled... Following a white Jesus that never existed... A peace only after death... Angels singing soft songs and shit... So unrealistic an existence... Living to die and consumed by consumerism... Buying his goods to be like him... Such a high price placed on essential things... Such a low value placed on life... Cough, cough as Corona reigns unchecked... Trump raging against the winds of change... KKK robe flapping in the wind... Noose in his words vehemently sprayed... Amerikkka on fire and visible across the seas... Such a sad bit of poetry... A son, a daughter, they have died.

JERALD hamzahfaruq MURPHY 

(THE ROTTING CORPSE HUE-MANITY)

Another day in this dungeon resembling hell where we modern dwell... Amerikkkan dreams of racial superiority perpetrated heinously on city streets... Cops kneeling on yet another original man's neck... Whites running round this motherfucker unchecked... Bout a whole bunch a funky ass bullshit... The rope, the prison cell and the bullet... As we prototypical find ourselves involved in a deadly ballet... Bodies pirouetting to solid ground... Ants caught in blood drown... We divided and conquered it would seem... Sold on a whitewashed dream... Enough to elicit bloodcurdling screams... Voices falling into the dizzying depths of the bottomless pit... These tomes manifesting essential spit... Here we are pontificating again as a black body cools on a slab... Callously murdered and splayed cross screens... Object of discussion and memes... Such a sadly perpetuating theme... Crump and his cronies circling the rotting corpse of hue-manity... Shotgun blasts roaring out and shattering tranquility... Another black body... Oh the insanity.

JERALD hamzahfaruq MURPHY

(SEXSAVAGELY)

Here I descend upon you.

So fine... You supine.

Blood beating in my veins.

Body on overload.

You filling my field of vision.

Such precision.

Stretch marks scarring my psyche.

Oh my... You such a delicacy.

A taste of your treats... Ahhh unique.

Fluid dripping off my chin.

Fools calling this sin.

I prodigious standing straight and tall.

Heavy the weight as I spank that clit.

Rub back and forth on it.

You all up in my sensors, fucking up my perceptions.

Roars rattling the windowpanes.

The beat down! The beat down!

My manhood getting drowned.

Arm and legs akimbo.

Odes to the karma sutra.

A thrust.

Ohhhh yeah...

I kiss you deeply.

Such a sweet one.

JERALD hamzahfaruq MURPHY

(REFLECTIONS AND INTROSPECTIONS AND MUTIPLE CONTUSIONS)

These days... These days I think back and suddenly none of it matters... All that wasted time... Worrying about shit that seems so inconsequential now... All that heartache... Those spilled tears... Such a sadly savage way of looking at it I guess... The times I thought it was all over... Yet here I am... Sun rising in the east... Breeze pon my skin... So many time death foretold for me... Threats upon my physicality... Guns held to my head... Fists thrown... Sticks swung... Knife sliding into skin... Still I a persevere... A true survivor... Child of the most high... A stream of higher consciousness... A force to behold... A glitch in the system... African son born in the belly of the beast... The red, black, green and gold flowing in my veins testifying, testifying... Such a harrowing journey... My own kind my worst enemy... Love such a brutal reality... The pain, the pain... Each moment a lesson in who I am... The truth bearing down would crush a man flat... Expel his last breath... His life flashing before his eyes... Such is the revelation... Such is realization.

JERALD hamzahfaruq MURPHY

(DARKLY I A MAN GO)

Here you are hanging over my head... A promise made before I and I born... Death my old nemises, my old friend... Black cape waving in the breeze... Tattered and torn... So subtle... No one knowing how you will come... You skilled in so many techniques... I but a student sitting in the auditorium listening to you speak... Your voice... I know that voice... You came in the night... Such a talented thief... Left I a man crying in a driving rain... Such pain... Such pain... I in anguish calling you from the heavens... Such foolish folly... You were gone... On your way to take another one... Such your way... Such a humbling lesson... I a graduate standing on your stage... A black suit draping my frame... Ashes to ashes and dust to dust another one lowered into the ground... Tears dissolving into dirt... Death the promise... So on and henceforth.

JERALD hamzahfaruq MURPHY

(SIMPLE TRUTH SUCCINCTLY TOLD)

Thou art the flower... Glistening petals in the rising dawn.... Such a delicately sensual display... I carried along on thy breeze... Such a devastating slay.

Thou art the softest cotton... The finest of silk... I rubbing thee lost in the scintillating stimulation... Thee rubbing me... I hard as marble... Thine lips shimmering... Covered in they dew... I spiraling to floor... Spinning, spinning.

Thou makest my beginnings and mine endings meet on fields of perdition... Lava brewing in mine loins... Spewing forth bearing fruit... Seeds buried in earth... I thermonuclear son... Born of such a union.

I feel thee in mine cellular structure... The nucleic substance of mine DNA... Pulsing drums on my mental plains... Subsonic pulsations in mine pineal... I so consumed... My very being defined in thee... I but a man see... You... Queen.

Jerald hamzahfaruq Murphy

(Wombman)

She stands tall in sun

Resplendent in her nature 

He looks on in awe

(Scentual)

The universe spins

Such a tangled web eternal

Tales of birds and bees

(Confliktual)

War and pestilence

The people hoping for peace

Unification

(Entwined)

Together as one

She lingering in his arms

Only then is there calm

(Starshine)

Luminescent moon

Finally they exist cosmic

The heavens rejoice

JERALD hamzahfaruq Murphy