FROM HEAVEN FORMED
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
