Kevin(I-be-Kev')Edwards
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On current Voyage of Spiritual Enlightenment. My hope is that the gift I receive will Culturally enrich our Youth, & inspire them to reach Heights once attained by our Ancestors.
*~As Yet Untitled~*
As I Strive to be a beacon of light for my children, I fear that my SHINE is growing dimmer. Yet, I fight to maintain the Light & return it to the Glory of day. I was hard-pressed to Re-Create, for all I had to work with was a Glimmer.
I know, as long as there is GOD Light in my Seeds Future, my works are not in vain. I tell them, as long as the Light is respected on nice days, it?ll help them through the rain!
To alert them of what?s to come is my job, but in teaching Negative I must refrain. But, I?m fighting perpetual pens in White hands that makes Lies seem true. So it must be taught again & again.
For I am the Sun of Gods & Goddesses/ I am that which I am/ Descended from Adam/ 1st Hue-Man/ I walk through the space of times past/ And Re-Create a Legacy so Great/ that the Lies Will not survive the Blast/ Like Bush my job is to drop Bombs/ While his destroy/ My explosions bring forth the gift of Critical Thought/
For I am the Sun of the GOD who has a Name/ Though we can?t recall it now/ It still remains the same/ Just as U & I remain in his Light/ The Dread of this existence doesn?t end/ till the Sun begins to FIGHT!
I Scream But...
I stand in the middle of grand central station Screaming
But............
No one Hears my cries
I watch the blank expressions on the masses as I holler from the depths of my bowels to the top
of my lungs
But.............
No one Heeds my calls
The people float on by, being about their business. Some give a look of pity,some have kind
words and some even look as though they Understand.
But..............
My plea just falls on deaf ears
It is?
at this moment?
that I realize I am?
Alone!
Revolution!
As I sit alone and attempt to get into the depths of my inner-self
My top EYE opens to the chagrin of all the negative energy seeking access
Because U see in this state of restful unrest I am no longer asleep
I am now in-tune with my Spiritual, which lends STRENGTH to my Mental, Which will Re-Charge my Physical
No longer is my Third EYE Blind, I look upon the world with the Hawk EYE of Heru, SUN of Ausur(Osiris) and Aset (Isis)
In-touch, in-tune and in-sync with the GOD with-in
Once again I awaken to see the stifled dreams of Generations.
Am I not supposed to inspire the future leaders of the fight?
As I look into the eyes of my daughters & see the powerful possibilities, I can?t help but feel the pain of not knowing.
I must give all that I do not have, all that I can not see, & all that I will not own.
For in the Spirit of the eternal cipher I owe my seeds 360 degrees of knowledge, wisdom & understanding.
In light of all that?s wrong with the society we were thrust into, we must look forever to the light. For the illumination of Self-Knowledge is key to finding your way home.
We must remember the Creator & not Man without hue, gave us the true meaning of revolution. So bring about change!
As we move further into this new Millennium
The need is great to escape this Man-made delirium
Yet we continue to rear our children with a media induced approach
We are leading them to slaughter, as sure as the cattleman leads the bull
So I ask you?
What is we gon? do?
It?s not as if we weren?t warned of the past, present & future assaults on our Humanity
It?s just evident that we haven?t heeded the call to re-emerge as the Mothers & Fathers of this Hue-Manity
And, our children already pay the price for our ignorance & inaction!
So I ask?
What is we gon? do?
If what I remember of my & my generations Parents is true, then we all were given the tools
To rear fine young men & women, so why are we producing fools?
By no means a fault of their own, it?s at home as well as school
I ask you?.
What is we gon? do?
The environment were given is not meant to be user friendly, and lord knows it?s not!
So were left with ill deeds to feed our seeds, while the masses are convinced that more Jails will fill their needs!
And, your Jesus they say can?t fill any!
So again I ask you?
What is we gon? do?
Please do not wait until the chains are no longer just psychological, educational and false representational images of our origin!
Do not wait until the chains again are literal! Before we all stand up & stop asking, what is we gon? do?
And just do SOMETHING!!!!
Note: All Poems Copywritten 1999-2004 1st Nubian Publishing
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