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Sunday, November 4, 2012

SING YOUR SONG QUEEN EARTH


[SING YOUR SONG QUEEN EARTH]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE...
http://youtu.be/zgHwyYMSK-4

SING TO ME OF THE BIRDS AND BEES IN SPRING AS WE FALL INTO THE COLDNESS OF WINTER ALONE.
MAKE ME REMEMBER THE WARMTH OF SUMMER AND THE SONG OF THE INSECTS IN THE DYING LIGHT OF A DAY PAST.
SING TO ME OF HARD TIMES AND LAUGHTER AS CHILDREN RUN AND PLAY IN THE FACE OF ALL THIS GROWNUP BULLSHIT AND PETTY SQUABBLES OVER SUCH INSIGNIFICANT THINGS THAT TO LOOK AT THEM IN RETROSPECT MAKES US SEEM SO IMMATURE.
SO MANY WHO WORSHIP THE SAME GOD AT WAR OVER IDEALS AND FOOLISH PRIDE AS THE WORLD SEEMS TOSPIN OUT OF CONTROL...
YET IT IS WE WHO SPIN IN OPPOSITION TO NATURE AND SANITY.
THE EARTH HAS FIXED HERSELF BEFORE AND SHE WILL AGAIN EVEN IF WE ARE THE CASUALTY...
ASHES SCATTERED IN HER FIERY WINDS... DEAD BODIES IN THE WATERS OF HER FLOODS... HER TEARS AS THEY WASH AWAY THE MEMORIES OF OUR WARS AND THE AWFUL RESULTS.
DISTORTED BABIES BORN FROM CHEMICALS IN THE FOOD AND DROPPED FROM DIRTY BOMBS... INJECTED INTO THE RIVERS AND STREAMS
NUCLEAR AND OTHERWISE.
HATRED FOR MY PEOPLE BECAUSE OF DARKENED SKIN AS WE THE VICTIMS HAVE BECOME THE BLAME FOR SO MANY OF SOCIETIES ILLS.
SING TO ME OF TRUE FREEDOM AS I WIPE THE STAINS OF FALSE REPRESENTATION AND TRICKNOWLEGE AWAY AND AM REBORN...
ANEW



SHOW ME THAT THANG




[SHOW ME THAT THANG] A BIG DADDY ROMP
THE MUSIC FOR THIS THANG... MAKE SURE YOU LISTEN...


Woman you done had me fucked up since the first time I saw you, dancing your way into the freaky fantasies that funk around in my hardcore mind.
A slow progression into the pecan of your tan as you take it off... layer after layer... making me want to suck you up like a thick milkshake through a skinny straw.

You know I like it phat and hairy even though I have never divulged that part of me to you... the pretty of your pink bekoning to the hardness of my personality.
Lay back and let me see... you fuckin with my crazy... fuckin with my hazy.

All nine inches of me straining to be released to wreck havoc on your playground... to explore your tunnel and burst into the chamber of your treasure... plunder your booty.

Send you into spasms of unrestrained ecstasy and watch you melt wetly onto the chocolate of my bar.
Put your legs in the air and show me the pretty of your pink... the big of your clit.

There are times when its cool to be coy but this is not one of them... my daddy told me once there are two things you never lie about... one is pussy and the other is your dick... I want you to buck that thang up.
Thats how we say it down south... Woman I'm a freak.
Show me that thang.

Imma tear it up.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

TAILSPINS




[TAILSPINS]
THE MUSIC AND THIS PIECE WAS WRITTEN TO IT SO MAKE SURE THAT YOU LISTEN...
http://youtu.be/itk_w-8yfLA

You send me into tailspins... falling and flipping onto your planet.
Shattering into sharded pieces.
Lost in the luminisity of why you were placed in the diaspora of man...
See, I can touch the past when I look at you...
Dwell in the present of alll this bullshit... See the future.
Walk into the light of the sun and replenish my strength... Become the son.
Standing with arms raised as the rays and I become...
A mathematical equation in the formula of pi...
Warmth on a distant world...
Lyrical perfection as defined by a school of alien thought.
You send me into tailspins...
Blinding flashes of rationality and sparks of sanity spinning in slow motion off into the depths of wondering.
Nubian visions of what we have become on a planet of plenty as all the while we make more things to have and to hold...
To behold.
Listen... when the last man and woman standing in this dimension look to the stars and the planets our love shall still stand strong.
I having told my sons of your place in the grand of the scheme...
You the black queen...
Sending me falling in tailspins to the surface of our collective soul.

JERALDHAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

CREAM



[CREAM]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS MIND FREAK...



Such a sweet dream of lingering in your cream...
Of lying in the tones of your skin..
Drifting into the core of you.
Where others see only the nakedness I see the artwork of creation revealed...
Layered and unique, making me want to lose myself in memories of you when the night is cold...
When the day has been a constant struggle.
Visions of you dancing across mine eyes when I sleep...
Awake from a wet dream and try to hold on to your image... the whisper of your spore...
I feel you in the beats of my heart... the rotations of this earth... day and night.
A sip of the essence of all that your are...
Revelations of the Alpha and Omega scribed into the scroll of our beginning...
Written in the tablets of our end...
Electronic hieroglyphics to be translated by a future archeologist in the year 3115.
A push past the liquidity of your lily lips and a thrust into your womb...
A satisfied sigh and the release...
Such a sweet dream of you lingering in my cream.


jerald hamzahfaruq murphy

Thursday, October 25, 2012

DO IT TO ME





[DO IT TO ME]
THE SOUNDTRACK FOR THIS STORY... SOME MOVIE SHIT FA SHO...






I get out of the car at the club and look around at all the cars in the lot.
I am alone tonight. All my boys are otherwise occupied and thats cool too. I place the blunt that I was smoking in the car to my lips and inhale. The sweet smoke fills my lungs and I cough.
Straight to the motherfuckin head.
After I finish the blunt I walk up to the door and speak to the people who speak to me. The big off duty cop walks over to me and gives me pound.
"Whats up Yoda?" he says as we stop and look at a woman walk by in a tight ass dress. Her ass is so phat that it pushes against the fabric and you can see that she is wearing t backs.
Me and Peanut, thats the cops name, look at each other and exchange appreciation.
"Damn bro that shit right there will make a man go crazy as hell." Peanut says.
"Yeah but that would be a good ass crazy.  I would be waiting for them motherfuckers with the white jackets with a big ass smile like the joker and shit."
Peanut laughs and says "Boy yo ass crazy as shit already."
We laugh and I open the door and walk into the club, it is packed already and I make my way to the back.
I lean against a stool in back and look around at the people in the club and I recognize a whole lot of them and some I dont. I glance at the door from time to time.
I have this thing about doors. I have to be able to see the doors when I am in a crowded place. Some shit might just jump off.
I leave my stool after awhile and roll up to the bar. The owner sees me and comes over to where I am.
"Whats up Yoda? he asks as he places a napkin on the bar and pours me a double shot of Makers Mark.
Straight, no fuckin chaser.
We talk and he asks me what I'm doing here without my boys.
"Man them motherfuckers had other shit to do." I say as I pull on my drink and look at all the ass on the dance floor.
"So what you into tonight?" he asks as a woman walks up and I hug her.
"I answer him before I speak to her as she hangs in my arms. "Nothin. just fuckin off. I turn to her and say "Damn Wanda girl you look like heaven in them tight ass pants. We went to school together and grew up in the same neighborhood.
She laughs and says "Yoda yo ass shole know how to lay it on thick."
"Just like peanut butter baby."
She laughs and says I got somebody at my table that wants to say hi to you.
I ask for another drink before I leave the bar and I buy her a long island iced tea and we make our way back to her table.
When we get there I see her sister and another woman at the table and they are talking . Her who is at the table notices me and her sister and she waves which in turn makes the other woman at the table look around.
For a second time stands still and all grows silent.
Damn.
It is Amanda.
Sometimes you meet women and they stay in your mind no matter how much you try to forget them or how long they have been away. Amanda is like that for me. We have never kissed or held hands but it ain't cause I didn't try.
She looks at me and says "Hi Yoda." and that is all I hear. All I see are her lips moving as the strobes play on her tones.
I know that sounds like some storybook shit but its true.
They offer me a chair and I sit down.
"Damn Yoda yo ass ain't got to speak." Wandas sister who is named Wendy says and I say.
"Girl I'm sorry you know you my peeps."
She looks at me and says "Yoda you remember Amanda dont you? She is my cousin that moved away in the tenth grade."
I look at Amanda and say "Yep, but the question is how well she remembers me."
That lightens the mood and we all talk and bullshit around for a while before some dudes askes Wanda and Wendy to dance and they say watch our stuff as they push into the crowd on the dance floor.
I look at Amanda and I ask her "So where have you been?" I just want to hear her voice.
"I have been in Georgia." she says.
"Oh yeah? I was born in Georgia what part are you in. She tells me and I say "Damn thats only like 30 miles from where I was born."
"Really?"
"Really."
"So why are you back here I ask as I call the barmaid over and order another drink. I ask Amanda if she wants one and she says "I'll have A sprite."
"A sprite?"
"Yes. I dont think that I should be drinking in my condition." she rubs her hand across her dress and it is only then that I notice that she is pregnant.
"Heyyy... I didn't see that." I say and she laughs at me.
"Boy yo ass is still crazy as hell."
"Yep."
Her cousins come back and have another drink or two before they go back on the dance floor and I just sit there and talk to her. After awhile its late and We prepare to leave and Amanda stands and I notice that she is still fine as hell even if she is pregnant.
I walk them to the car and am about to leave when Wanda calls me back and invites me back to their place. I accept. What else I got to do.
We get back to their place and Wanda pulls a deck of cards out and says "Yall wanna play?" 
We all say yeah and she puts on some music and I roll some blunts and get the air up to sufficient thc level. 
We all talk of the old days and shit and pretty soon both sisters are ready to go to bed. They leave me and Amanda alone and she starts to talk to me
She tells me about her boyfriend and babies father and how he hauled ass as soon as she got pregnant. 
She also tells me that she has not had sex in almost six months and how horny she is.
I stop her with a kiss and my hand rests on her belly as we pull apart and look each other in the eyes.
She stands and pulls her dress over her head and stands in front of me with her underwear on.
I look at her body and feel the need to rub her so I stand and do just that as she melts into my arms and I trace my fingers over her skin.
I sit her on the sofa and kiss her belly and I pull her bra back over her tits and kiss her swollen nipples.
She moans and arches her back and I pull her panties down to her knees andI  kiss her pussy and she jumps as if shocked.
I dont stop and soon she is moaning and calling my name as she comes in my mouth.
She guides me up by placing her hands on the side of my face and pulls me close to kiss me before she stands and starts to unbuckle my belt. I help her and soon we are both naked on the couch and she kneels down and sucks my dick into her mouth and it grows so hard and so thick that she look surprised.
I pull her head back and stand er up and turn her to the couch and I lay her down and  push her legs apart and rub my dick between her pussy lips and she trys to grind it in. I see the want in her eyes and I sink into her slowly as I feel the hotness of her pregnant pussy.
The wetness.
We fuck like this for awhile before she asks if she can ride my dick.
I say yes and she sinks onto my dick and closes her eyes and grinds my dick deep into her womb as we fuck in the soft light. I see the lines on her belly and I rub them as she leans back and fucks my dick.
She comes again and it runs down between my legs and I feel it on my balls and I stand and turn her around and push my way into her pussy from the backas her belly hangs.
Damn! this pussy is good.
She begs me to come in her pussy... on her ass and that excites me so much that I fell my come as it boils in my belly. I come and it sprays all over hers ass cheeks and back and into her hair as she grinds back and makes my dick slide back into her pussy. We stay like this as my dick goes down  and we breathe heavily into the rooms air.
She looks at me and asks me a question.
"will you be here for me everytime I come back?"
I look at her and answer.
"Yes."

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

[THE CALL OF THE BEAST]



[THE CALL OF THE BEAST]
THE MUSIC AND AS ALWAYS IT GOES ALONG WITH THE PIECE SO YOU BETTA LISTEN..


When it comes to sex I am a pure jungle beast, growling and kicking over trees.
Me a like the smell of punani as it drifts to my flared nose.
Stand back and wave phallus in the air and pound on my chest as I emit a mighty roar.
Just a pure jungle beast.
Throw you to the floor and spread your legs and drink the water of your stream.
Look up and around as the drops gleam and glisten in the hair of my beard... take the head of my dick and spank that clit.
Grab your hair and suck at your tits... make your nipples sore hard in the air that we breathe.
Spin you around and take you from behind... I know you like it rough.
Beat down with furious bass as the pressure drives you to the floor... grab your hips and pull you up for more.
I like it when it hangs like juicy fruit... all pretty and purple and pink.
I want to hear your pant and yell... hollar and scream... neighbors stopping on the sidewalks wondering if they should dial 911.
"I think I heard a gorilla. You better get here quick."
Make you look at me in a different light when we finish, eyes all hooded and satisfied as you fall off into a deep sleep.
A pure motherfucking beast.


JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

COSMIC TRUNK FUNK


[COSMIC TRUNK FUNK]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE...
http://youtu.be/aujw8XbIyUE

MY WORDS BEAT LIKE AFRICAN DRUMS ON ANCIENT MEMORIES PLAINS WHERE WE A PEOPLE ROAM LOST AND SCATTERED.
AS THE LETTERS FALL TO THE SKIN PERCUSSIVE AND UNIQUE... FORMING A PRIMAL FUTURISTIC BEAT OF PLANET SHATTERING PROPORTIONS.
HEATED TO MILLIONS OF DEGREES AND TRAVELING AT HYPERLIGHT SPEEDS TO FALL INTO THE MIND OF MATTER.
FLASHES AND SPARKS OF CREATIVITY ARRANGED AND SPUN SO ELOQUENTLY THAT THEY SETS ENSLAVED MINDS FREE.
I AM THE FUNK AND THE THUMP...
THE THUNDER AND THE LIGHTNING...
THE HURRICANE AND THE CALM.
HEAR ME.