FROM HEAVEN FORMED

Where once we fell as stars upon an incomplete earth.

We these melanated denizens of a world promised us in the most ancient times.

Where now we roam, niggas, bitches and hoes struggling to survive the savage onslaught.

Still segregated, still denigrated, still miseducated, our lives the wood feeding the fire.

Memorials erected to the fallen ones, as so many continue to fail.

Mine tears could fill oceans,tsunami in nature they would wash ashore and destroy modern day Babylon.

The bad so far outweighing the good. Pain filled dreams awaking the sleeping slumber of modern man.

A stranger n these strange times where our race has been manipulated into causing our own fall.

Separated and eviscerated we cross the killing floor unaided, the ancestors blood the harmony and the melody, the bass, pounding pounding. 

The sound of mama Africa crying, her wails the wind passing mans ears.

So sad the song.

We these stars having fell from the heavens lying smoldering on the ground.

Carbon and water make clay.

Carbon and water make melanin. 

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY 

A RIPPLE IN THE CONTINUUM 

And Babylon shall fall... an event caused by her own hand.

White houses and stolen obelisks testifying to the savagery.

Statue falling into the waters that have witnessed so many tragedies, rape on the high seas, bones of mine ancestors glistening in ocean sand.

Ships upon horizon

The lion sleeps lazily

Such is the dawning

We my people shall rise from the ashes.

The Dragon and the Phoenix as portrayed in myths... wisdom personified.

Voices shattering mentalities as we in unison sing.

You in I versal

What of the lost ones

So swept up in masters lies

Religious and blind

Beast of ten horns standing on podiums using recitations to vindicate travesties. 

White Jesus smiling in the background backing up the madness.

Strange that so many still believe. 

Such a pack of lies.

A baby born 

Ripped from the continuum 

Time for things to change

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY 

METAPHYSICALLY

I am the air, I am the bird, I am sun born of man and woman.

I created was born free in a place called my mind, there is none as I and I. 

The trees that bow on winds caress call my name for I am child of the cosmos birthed of carbon and water.

Forged of fire I am harder than diamond as I shine.

My DNA linked to everything I am planetary,  I am the lion, I am the bee.

In mine loins I am sun who carried the seed to perpetuate my line into infinity, light shining in distant galaxies, this babe in mine arms my future being.

Such an intricate symphony as played across eons, seen?

I such a devastatingly delightful  trilogy, grandfather, sun and son.

Allusions to religiosity resounding spatially, stereo the sound reverberating and resounding. 

These things reminding me that I once a slave in an ancestors testes, a slaves in my great grand mother's ovaries am now the end result.

I who have become freedom speak of these things. 

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY