[LONESOMENESS]

[LONESOMENESS] 
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE...


You burn through me like wildfire... reducing me to the cinders that are the makings of all this life on this planet.
Everyday I pay homage to you for you are the life giving waters and the soul stirring sun that nourishes black skin.
I can't get the rhythm of you out of my heart... Out of my mind... 
So in love with all that you represent. 
You are the reason that a mans eyes part and his feet hit the floor with authority...
The basis for his survival and his imminent destruction if he continues to let the whitewashing cover his melanin.
His seeming infatuation with becoming less than he was at his formation.
A gold tooth, contact worshiping, straight haired fool who subscribes to the school of enslavement.
You are the fire and the brimstone that destroy's Babylonian dreams and draws screams of rage from vocal chords.
Cleans all in blazing heat that incinerates the lies and the rumors and lays waste to tricknowledge.
You are part of the Alpha and the Omega... the first moldings of clay in the Workshop of Allah where angels held sway watched the proceedings.
You are the sweet breeze and the driving rain... The force of the hurricane and the shake of the earthquake.
The song of the sparrow and the shriek of the hawk...
You are all that I am and are and will ever be as I trod these roads alone.
A king searching for a queen.
Lonesomely.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

[HAIKU JIT SU] WETLY RELEASED

[HAIKU JIT SU] WETLY RELEASED SENYRU 
THE MUSIC AND IT IS INTEGRAL TO THE PIECE...

[EXPENDED AIR]
Her name silk on lips
Milk smooth and lubricating 
Mother to all man

[THE UNION]
He wild with desire
Blood burning, screaming release
He skeets, she relieved

[AFTERMATH]
Together they fade
The land of fluttering petals 
Solid trunks of trees

[THE FUTURE]
Nappy roots entwined
The little death takes its toll
They go willingly

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

Her name silk on lips
Milk smooth and lubricating 
Mother to all man

[FLAYED]

[FLAYED]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS FLIGHT OF WHIMSY...
http://youtu.be/829WfLTabFo

If I could take these words and flay them open to their barest essence... 
The basis of their formation... the foundations of their creation...
Soaring into the heart of the matter and burning bright in freefall.
These pure bass tones and slight melodies that beat and pound in the makeup of lyricality.
Play across computer screens and melt into the cores of all existence...
A solid soliloqui, such a beautiful and chain shattering dance across life's stage.
If I could take every ounce of my love and melt it down...
Pour it into a mold and create life...
Breath into it anew and cause it to grow as a new form of humanity called Homo-Superior who realizes the futility of disunity...
I would if I could.
I would...
If...
I...
Could.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

CLOUD OF SMOKE AND FIRE

[CLOUD OF SMOKE AND FIRE]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE..
http://youtu.be/hOVdjxtnsH8


If an angel materialized from the ether and stood in your presence would you recognize?
Would you look and listen skeptically?
So absorbed in what has been taught to man by man.
Would you turn to escape the deranged words that seemed to fall from the angels lips to your ears.
See the people pass by as you plotted your escape.
Trying to disappear into the crowd and be absorbed.
Ahhh the safety of anonymity... Jonah in the belly of a whale.
If an angel materialized in these days and times would you be ready to gird your loins and sharpen your steel?
Become the warriors and queens that you were meant to be and crush this system...
Trod down its walls...
Become the sonics that tumble bricks and barriers and keep the children locked in.
Block the ascent.
If an angel told you to fight against the oppression and the tyranny would you?
Or would you turn the other cheek and fade into ignominy to be seen no more?
Extinct.
Dust to be trod upon by future generations...
A byline in a book or on an electronic screen.
If an angel materialized and opened his mouth and elicited a scream would you listen?

jerald hamzahfaruq murphy

[TESTS OF TIME] THE BLEND

[TESTS OF TIME] THE BLEND

IF YOU DO NOT LISTEN TO THIS MUSIC YOU WILL NOT GET THE FULL EFFECT OF THIS SCRIBE.

http://youtu.be/qr0rcUsPG-U

Your art pierces my mind, buries its roots in my melanin and causes it to sprout.

Lines so fine that only great artists can imitate them, lay them to parchment and paper.

Make them stand the test of time.

Thou dost torture an artist so as he tries to draw you from the air and make your melanin real.

Bring you to life as you reveal the layers that man was created of.

So beautiful in repose.

Some have gone mad as they marveled at your beauty, driven to the brink of sanity and beyond.

Such an enigma art thou.

Drawn from carbon and water and carved into mans compliment.

Such an exquisite specimen.

So many who would find fault where none lies for thou art a most lovely thing.

A flower in the meadow.

A lily in the valley.

We carved of the essence naked and free.

We humanity.

Fruit hanging from trees.

As an artist sees.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY

LOST IN THE STARS

[LOST IN THE STARS]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE...


Lost in swirling constellations swirling in night skies, so many lives come and gone.
Sooner or later we all go that way, some in fear, few in joy.
We laugh and cry while trying to forget that our demise is imminent written in Hebrew and Arabic.
So many words changed in human translation and misrepresentation.
Here we are today.
Men still making war while proclaiming peace.
So much collateral damage,
Guns, knives and cannons the symbol's of freedom and democracy as lifes light fades. 
Lanterns hanging in the heavens lighting mans wayward way.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY