LIFE SPAN 46 YEARS

[LIFE SPAN]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE...YOU BETTA LISTEN...
http://youtu.be/MTSxHcs5Kvo

46 years of being misrecognized and stigmatized as these things pass by my third eye.
Allah on a streetcorner in my tormented mind dropping gems and visions of better times.
Would that my fellow man gain visualization and see past the veil of deceit...a wall erected by the beast.
In mens minds.
46 years of fears and tears...46 years of struggle and strife...fighting 3 life sentences took a year of my life...a jail cell in Tallahassee.
Al Quran and revelations of Allah as the days continued to pass by on the outside...A whole year of my babies lives.
As we grew futher and futher apart.
Grow my children...Grow.
46 years of being sold lies of love and pigfoot dreams in bologna commercials ...cause its all ground up...who knows whats up in there?
Born Colored, started school a Negro, was Black for a minute, now African American is the preferred term as these things repeat thenselves
46 years of putting a 360 degree spin on all these partial truths while trying to show and prove... a Maroon in a land that was alluded to by a Moor in ancient times.
We came before Columbus and Plymouth rock and all that bullshit that is taught in institutions of higher learning where lower forms are sought.
A bridge to a galaxy within where the planets revolve in accordance to Allahs laws...souls of dust and water flowing back to the universe.
So many things in 46 years where blood has been seen pooling on city sidewalks as bodies grew cold and hard...where I awoke to hold my dead child in these hands.
Why oh angel why?
46 years of walking in a throng alone as my mind digresses and alludes to other things right before the eye... hidden in plain veiw.
Walls erected in the cellular structure of we.
As eye see.
Eye be.
Walk with me.

LINGERING IN HYPERDRIVE

[LINGERING IN HYPERDRIVE]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS RIDE...
http://youtu.be/jRLgMsV260Y

I still think of you even when my mind travels in hyperdrive.
The times that I pushed you against the wall and felt of your wetness as it oozed across my questing fingers.
The times that my name became a chant as it fell from your lips and into my ears and I became the vessel of your screaming release.
The swell of your stomach as I plunged into your pouting and swollen flower as your man in the boat stood proud.
I still hunger for you
Reverberations of we still float on the air of man and filter into the being of humanity.
Trembles of we that have the magnitude of aftershocks that undulate in testimony to our union... our eventual seperation as you play across the screen of my waking dreams.
A soft kiss as memories of our force renders me silent...
lost in the love that we once shared
Our copulation was cosmic in its implications as strong seed it produced.
You still linger in the atomics of my dna as I survive.
In the suspended animation of hyperdrive.

hamzahfaruq

RELATIVE VIEWS OF RELATIVISM

[RELATIVE VIEWS OF RELATIVISM] A WORD TOPIC CHOSEN BY RACHEL BENSON. you thought you had me stumped didn't you?
THE MUSIC FOR THIS BREAKDOWN...
http://youtu.be/KBAn9EWf6Zk

Someone asked me of relativism as I went upon my way... pondering the ins and outs of man.
What is relative to he may not be relative to you spiritually as it molds your perception of spirituality.
Guides you as you confront this living situation where we reside.
So many that move as so few.
Children that lie in graves because of theories of relativity as it relates to relativism as the words become twisted and distorted in mens minds... stones falling upon human flesh.
Concepts of inferiority and superiority.
Truths and untruths all mixed and intermingled into the cores of all beliefs as humanity hurls itselfs towards oblivion.
Teetering on the brink of all this relative reality and small views of vast universality where we find ourselves in these times.
Lost knowledge as relativism has extended its tentacles into libraries in Egypt and crypts in Vatican city where mans experience lies buried and destroyed.
In churches as the truth falls by the wayside in the face of evident lies which seem to border on fantastic fantasies... false illusion.
And I am asked of relativism as I stop and contemplate.
Relatively.

hamzahfaruq

THE GAME OF LOVE AND THE LOVE OF THE GAME

[THE GAME OF LOVE AND THE LOVE OF THE GAME]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE...
http://youtu.be/-LXqKEGjpB0

Why do we play these games as love fails to gain ground on a hardened world.
We were once created to dwell in harmony in a garden long ago where we lost our innocence on a whim.
Underneath the canopy of trees where we held hands in bliss... shaded and secure.
Before death and famine... before being led astray by an arrogant angel formed of fire in the chambers of Allah.
Why do we play these games as the planet is drained and life has become so cheap that the masses are but chattel to be used and abused... food for the fire of the furnace.
As once we sought knowledge of self in the air that we breathed... in the food that we ate... in the water that cleansed our skin.
Looking to the stars for clues to ourselves while forgetting to explore the dimensions contained within.
Why do we play these games as every day becomes a step closer to death where we shall linger in the limbo of realization.
Your beauty has transcended as we have become blended by the horrors of slavery... the lies of segregation and the amazing spectacle of intergration.
Lost spirituality as we have been taught to see the material... while forgetting the fabric of our lives.
The things that humanity was molded of.
All the while we play games with love like children while the situation could never be more serious... the prize never farther away.
In these times, where the game has become love.

hamzahfaruq

THINE EYES

[THINE EYES]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS INTERLUDE...
http://youtu.be/GtoXWICX-Mk


THINE EYES ARE LIKE WINDOWS INTO AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE... REFLECTIONS OF WE WEAVED INTO TIMES STREAM.
THY LIPS ARE THE FRUIT THAT SATES MANS THIRST AS HE WANDERS IN THE DESERT OF ROAMING ALONE AS THE BLAZING SUN RENDERS HIM DEHYDRATED AND DELIRIOUS.
WORDS THAT RAIN SO SOFTLY... DOWN...DOWN.
THY SMELL IS THAT OF LIFE ANEW AS SOLACE IS FOUND FROM EPIDERMIC STROKES THAT SHOCK THE SENSES SO EROTICALLY.
IN THE NETHER REGIONS OF THINE SPACE WHERE I KISS AT THY SKIN AND LIE IN THINE TREASURE... SO BOUNTIOUS INDEED.
MINE PRAYERS INCLUDE THEE AS WE RIDE INTO THE SETTING SUN OF ALL THESE LIVES... STROKES RIPPED FROM A PEN IN HONOR OF THINE EXISTENCE.
SWIRLING SENSATIONS THAT DIZZY WE IN REMEMBRANCE'S OF SATED RELEASE.
THINE EYES MY QUEEN...THINE EYES.


hamzahfaruq

MAD DREAM IN HYPERSPACE

[MAD DREAM IN HYPERSPACE]
THE MUSIC...YOU BETTA LISTEN THIS SHIT IS REAL...
http://youtu.be/6dEbQRc9yfo

I WILL CHANGE YOUR REALITY AND SMASH YOUR FANTASY'S AS I SPIT THESE VERBALITYS... SWINGING SWORDS AND SPITTING THESE LINGUISTIC FLAMES OF FYAH THAT PRODUCES THE SMOKE THAT COMES FROM THESE TREES...MAN PLEASE... GET OFF YO KNEES AND STOP BEING TAUGHT DISEASE AS YOU EAT IT UP LIKE SOME PORK BACON BEING SERVED FOR BREAKFAST ON A SLAVE PLANTATION IN YOUR MIND... CHEWING ON A WATERMELON RIND.
SLOBBING ON THAT SHIT AS IT SWIMS IN VINEGAR LIKE A PIECE OF CADAVER... KNOWLEDGE RAPED AND REPROCESSED AS MAN SEEMS TO DIGRESS INTO FADED IMAGES OF FORMER GLORIES.
A FLIP OF A FLIP IN RETROVISION... SOME LINGUISTICALY SPECTACULAR SAMURAI PRECISION... FLASH OF THE BLADE AS IT SEVERS' THE JUGULAR OF ALL THIS BULLSHIT.
A ROCKET SHIP RIDE INTO THE DEPTHS OF YOUR PINEAL... AN INSERTION INTO YOUR MELANINITY... VICERALLY.
A MAGE AS I FADE IN AND OUT OF EXISTENCE IN YOUR PERIFERAL'S... SHADES AND SHADOWS WHERE I REMAIN UNSEEN.
SEEN?

HAMZAHFARUQ

REVEALED

[REVEALED]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ODYSSEY... YOU BETTA LISTIN...
http://youtu.be/0OkmYfN-3KE

Girl come on over here and let me see you naked... see you as you stand in front of me all draped in the fabric of your clothes as my mind takes a trip.
 All off into the curves of you as my voice becomes the song and I start to exert this hypnotic flow into the membranes of your brain plane.
Let me see how you look as you raise your arms and take off your shirt as the color of your bra comes into view... take it off slowwwww baby...I want to savor you.
Ahhhhhhh...
What kind of panties are you wearing?
I bet its a thong.
Let me see... damn I love those stretch marks... it shows your ripeness...your fertility in hieroglyphics on your skin.
Damn girl... a rush as your hips and ass come into my field of vision and shatter my reality... as your mons venus pushes at the crotch of your panties.
Let me touch the silkyness of your skin... can I take off this last piece and reveal the beauty of your flower... sniff at its delectable odor.
Girl you look so damn good as you stand naked in front of me... revealed.


hamzahfaruq