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Sunday, February 3, 2019

(HOLY SCROLLS) UNAPOLOGETIC SENRYU

(FAJR)
Morning comes from dark
Blue ribbon imprinted sky
Son awakes from night

(POTENTIAL)
Son sits in the dawn
Many possibilities
Only one outcome

(CREATION)
He is twain woman
They so intricately designed
Two becoming one

(SLAVERY)
They were universal
Held in place by the ten percent
They have become less

(APOGEE)
Suns cry fire for sons
Such a sad situation
Gods reduced to ash

(ASCENSION)
Five percent see truth
Dregs born of indifference
Future Kings and Queens

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

Tuesday, January 29, 2019

(THESE DAYS) HYPERACTIVE SENRYU

(PLATOONS)
The sun shines brilliant
Babylon awakes refreshed
Angels walk these streets

(APOCALYPTIC)
His tears are as rain
Falling on a darkened plain
Even in brightest light.

(BATTLE)
Oblivious man
The matrix is the reality
Angels cry at night
Jerald Murphy

Sunday, January 27, 2019

(OF LOTUS BLOSSOMS)

She showed me her flower... A whiff of pheremones in the still air.
I man heady and fluttered by the scent sank to my knees and kissed her petals.
Engaged the stem.
So wet with her dew... A moment as I sank back and perused, blew a little breeze.
Watched as her forest trembled a bit.
I man so heavy that I man would make the mountains quake.
She hath encompassed me so.
Tears do my one eye cry... The beauty... The beauty.
I man would suck of her soul and sip of her essence.
The softness of her flesh would feel of my worshipping hands.
A pilgrimage to her temple where I finding peace would rest.
I man would sniff of her flower.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

(YO MAMMY) KISS MY BLACK ASS

I just wanna say from the bottom of my blackest heart formed in the pits of Babylon... Yo Mammy.
Coming in my face with your preconceived notions and your petty differences... Yo Mammy.
On that bitch ass bull shit and that pure fuckery... Yo Mammy.
Just throwing that on yo punk pussy ass bout a half a degree in the midst of your insanity... Yo Mammy mixed in the elaboration.
Pimped by the system... Yo Mammy.
Thank I give a damn... Yo Mammy.
Bout a battering ram... Yo Mammy.
I don't give a fucking fuck.
A pause in the midst of your fucked up psychology.
I just wanna take a moment to congratulate.
Yo Mammy.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

Tuesday, January 22, 2019

(FLUSTERED)

And here I sit thinking of you and you, whew, you blow my mind.
Our meeting resonating into a man's deepest Chambers.
Echoes across his annals of time.
Man in third person, looking out and reflecting in.
Like a whiff of feminine to nostril, one left, one right, straight woman drains spreading wings pon a man's brain.
That shit that makes some a dese men go straight insane, gotta say it street cause.
Reality.
Got me thinking of ancient time and distant futures, universal travelers speaking of true love.
Pineal connections and skeletal vibrations emanating from vibrant cores.
Rebirth and resurrections as tales are spread on new worlds of who we were.
Cultures born.
And here I sit.
Damn!
Contemplating you.

JERALD  HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

Friday, January 18, 2019

(FRIDAY MORNING IN NEW BABYLON) OF LOVE AND THE JONES

So fascinating, and I be trying to put her into perspective.
She such an elusive specimen and I the wonder filled observer.
So many mysteries that she keeps me enthralled.
I want to know she in the most intellectual ways, the most carnal of ways.
I would observe her in absolute awe until the day I no longer inhabit this mortal thread.
Her mind I would make ooze in braingasms as I the traveler would tell her of the worlds I've seen.
The galaxies I've crossed to find she.
I seeking to vibrate her very core, play on the strings of her heart.
A song so stringent that the pressure exerted would collapse suns, cause big bangs.
Darkness becoming light as new life forms would erupt from oceans never having seen birth.
Primitive societies painting we as gods and goddesses on cave walls and pyramids.
Civilization following in our wake, born of the union of Son and Earth.
We realized.
We theorized.
We in fruition.
We.
She and me.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

Sunday, December 30, 2018

(FSU POLICE AND HARASSMENT)

Today I'm going to write about police harassment. I don't mean as a whole only but how it's affecting my life.
I am currently considering hiring a lawyer to represent me as well as filing suits in state and federal court.
Last month while riding my bike through FSU campus at night I was stopped and issued a trespassing warning because as the officers put it "someone's been stealing bikes."
From this I inferred that the thief must be a black man or that they were suspecting all black men.
Mind you I have a business which places me on campus a lot. I have done business on campus since 1977 when I was12 years old and have never had an incident with the FSU police, criminal or otherwise.
The 5 officers who stopped me played good cop bad cop and fired questions at me. I in my frustration answered them but I didn't answer them to the satisfaction of a couple of officers.
They then checked my record (which I must admit is long. The latest incident was in 2009 or 10 and was a bad check. Not fraud or uttering, it was a mistake between my bank and I
I now have begun to notice a certain officer who follows me even off FSUs property. He even harassed me in front of witnesses who are willing to testify in court. A few of them being FSU boosters. White and black.
He cited facts that are in fact blatant lies and used charges that I was exonerated on. This in an attempt to degrade my character.
He was hostile and very loud and aggressive.
If he had his body camera on you can view the footage.
In short I feel like the brother thrown out of the Doubletree this week.
It's time the police and society are not allowed to slander, attack and harass us. This is JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY saying help me take a stand against police brutality.

#FSUPD
#FSU
#Policebrutality
#doubletree

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY