The Annihilation of Oppression

I Feel Like Cobra…

Danger,

in all ways,

try to show,

the world,

how of a threat,

I am,

though I am,

in peace,

enjoying my life,

and here comes you,

on my territories,

always,

fucking with me,

trying to prove,

your superiority,

but fuck that…

I’m tired of you,

oppression,

so you best to run,

watch where and how,

you swim too,

close your eyes too,

cause I’m startling,

to put you in suspension,

straight total shock,

spitting my truth,

into your eyes,

injecting my venom,

for trying to kill me,

with infamous propaganda,

hue-man made weapons,

law of words and you freeze,

avalanche onto your heart,

stop beating and be still,

you making too much,

noise while succumbing,

into rigor mortis…geah.

The/This Oppressive Mentality Is The End…

Ever felt,

sex peeping you?

The old female,

looking,

for a sleepy

male youngster,

using feminism,

hiding behind,

masks,

all,

for your money,

and the dick,

with no realism,

switching,

religions,

using powers,

of even,

the justice systems,

even though,

she don’t,

believe in none,

of it…none yet,

part-time mother,

indeed,

no longer,

a caretaker,

of the community,

she is just,

an actress,

making rules,

for herself,

going along,

with any female,

just,

to turn around,

backstab,

blindly,

the younger,

female,

to get,

her own,

sexual groove back,

in motion,

by any means,

necessary,

even producing,

children,

using them,

as a meal ticket…

to get what,

she want,

instead of,

what the generations,

need?

I missed,

getting stabbed,

fatally back in,

elementary school,

grew up intuitive,

just watching,

just listening,

just you know…

watching my back,

ever seen,

a dead man,

behind the bushes,

slumped over,

while drinking,

oldie english 40,

at age 17,

walking,

my homie,

once upon ah time,

to work in the dark,

like it is nothing…

ever wonder,

why,

I never,

mentioned,

me father?

I was told,

all my life,

he was nothing,

and his family,

just to grow up,

and be embraced,

by they tears,

during my first,

paternal family reunion ever,

after twenty five years plus,

I felt deeply lost and not knowing,

I was surrounded,

by them as family,

all my life,

and never knew it,

cause they were,

scared of my moms,

and the court system,

now imagine that…

imagine being afraid,

of words inked,

on paper and out mouths,

imagine if I would,

have tried to get,

with one of them,

but I was wrong,

for contacting them,

feeling disowned,

seeing her and my sister face change,

and spirituality too,

I ain’t,

no dummy see,

and get dumped on,

emotionally and mentally,

to be brainwashed,

and see the same,

pattern going on,

in my sister’s mindset now,

and other females locally too,

hating men cause,

they mother,

taught them too,

and they watched it,

so think about my,

survival and hopes,

of trying to be me,

knowing who I am,

versus what has been,

nurtured into them,

since birth and even,

spun into during,

nine months of conception,

from a spirituality,

of the mother,

and it all starts,

with her you know?

You can blame,

men but women,

birth men and women,

and if I am correct,

they can birth,

without semen,

meaning way back,

like ancient days,

and even back further,

they actually made,

these civilizations,

hue-man wise and ignorant,

but you got religions,

versus scientific evidence,

yet all words,

though in reality,

she remains,

the same or different,

depending,

on the moon,

or the sun,

and can I find,

one for me?

Not the way,

I be knowing,

how to survive,

naturally…never,

unless,

she is tribal or soul,

knowing,

we are equal,

to add on,

I kind of felt,

i was doomed,

it was only ah,

matter of time,

shit is crazy,

and they blame,

slavery yet slavery,

tells them education,

is there all day long,

and night too,

so it is a matter,

of ignorance,

getting ramped up,

on gender war,

then believing in words,

like a hypocritical ecstasy,

pill of dire hope,

pilling sickness’s sickness sickness,

back to back,

and all around,

the world it is,

getting more and more,

sickening like that,

cause I have traveled,

the earth…

most of my life,

you know?

On the real,

anybody can write,

a highly charged,

composition,

of words,

telling you,

the greatness,

of its power,

as nobody,

knows anybody,

mindset or mentality,

we can only imagine,

to use the so call,

universal laws itself,

planting evidence,

of how they witnessed,

from their own,

intelligence,

written,

telling you this,

telling you that,

knowing you,

would look to believe,

its credibility,

if not aware,

and like…

hue-man made dope,

perceptively,

you can’t get off,

of it due to withdrawal,

those symptoms show…

and you need,

the sack of dope,

more and more…

it is tragic indeed,

things done changed,

since them ancient days,

as I truly know,

it was all,

about art,

without even,

peeping words,

it is just natural

to me understanding,

when you speak,

it is indeed,

a power unseen,

behind those words,

vibrating…

so just imagine,

taking them in,

with ignorance,

of not knowing,

thyself will you?

Once again it is,

tragic…

like a silent murder,

all books I read,

is just art,

of understanding,

art of other mindsets,

of how the world,

is living now,

so let me,

get off of,

night mare,

for ah moment,

so walk with me,

cause I can’t tell you,

everything nor teach,

what I know,

and will learn,

within this book,

in all but I write,

often now to just,

share thoughts,

how to get out,

of the oppressive mindset.

I am,

like a market based,

economy of communication,

operating on soul,

working within spirit,

to accomplish,

my mission,

to set,

all records,

of me,

straight,

that I am,

not a nigger,

a nigga,

a negro,

an African,

or any nationality,

though,

I work,

with established,

man-made rules,

among governments,

not out of fear,

but peaceful ties,

by acknowledging,

they set themselves,

up for failure,

trying to now,

get back,

to wear,

we once,

were in the,

ancient times,

though,

struggling,

cause of the,

massive damage,

chaotic created,

behavior through,

supernatural,

occult experiences,

upon the world,

at hand,

now fearing,

once reigns,

are let loose,

over hue-man beings,

everything will spin,

out of control,

called the chaos theorem,

and I understand this,

yet there is another,

extreme,

to be considered,

freedom…

being received,

of freedom,

allows one and all,

to be reinstated,

back into naturalness,

still religions are,

undermining mentalities,

which is another,

tier of shackles,

cause when corporates,

fall religions are,

the pillows,

yet solid rock,

of foundation,

which many,

will fall down,

upon though,

will hue-man beings,

cease war between,

egotism of religions?

I highly doubt it,

and this is another,

reason why I continue,

to study all religions,

regardless of the matter,

not being under the controls,

of religions but expressing,

myself through all,

as mass communication,

cause there is one aspect,

all religions,

have in common,

is peace,

while ignoring,

the subtle one,

called war…

all I can do,

is be one,

with myself,

but first,

let me,

end oppression,

for myself,

so excuse me,

i’m about two,

lock and load…

night mare,

stand-by,

and you reader,

watch your 360 for the unknown.

Lock and Load…

Been in those,

bloody,

knuckle,

fights,

held that…

12 gauge pump,

suited bulletproof vest,

my rifle and grenades,

making a claymore,

were me,

best friends,

been straight,

flatline once,

seen the truth,

so fights,

battles,

wars,

from the streets,

to the notorious,

killing ass militaries,

it is all,

the same,

so fuck that shit,

on the real,

I’m finding,

a place,

of neverending,

peace,

away from,

all of war,

battling and fighting,

between continents,

countries and genders,

religions and just egotism,

competitions,

of academics,

gangs to tribes,

warring…

finally,

had to open,

my third eye,

wide,

that it ain’t,

no love,

in warring,

to include,

its kin members,

even into a,

self-correlation,

I am,

One,

with myself,

not caring about,

your homosexuality,

plus,

legalized prostitution eras,

mind-shackling,

endeavors,

it is time,

for me,

to experience,

soulfulness,

without,

colorism,

racism and nationalities,

prejudices and unfairness,

discrimination,

discernment is me,

feather,

at the lightest,

have you ever,

scene a river,

of peace,

underground,

while disturbances,

continues,

on top,

of the surface?

I imagine,

my depths,

like that as me,

life,

all alone,

happily,

out they,

psychology,

doing business,

as usual,

building up,

my culture,

without people,

though consisting,

biology of ecology,

the botanicals,

of social organization,

let me build,

a school,

of naturalness,

not up,

for competition,

though,

so much more,

to include,

making,

my own,

clothing,

from me,

inner-expressionist,

mindset,

the inner songs,

of realness,

having,

my own intelligence,

I will,

escape,

the programming,

already,

written,

rewriting,

to be myself,

written as myself,

so let me end,

my previous,

mindset,

given to me,

the nigger,

a nigga,

slash negro,

colorism,

racism,

any other ism,

I’m killing it off,

and out of myself,

once and for all,

to be soul,

and love,

expressing myself,

through,

math and science,

my own,

artistic ways,

dwelling deep,

in my happiness,

accomplishing me,

cause,

I got’ta grow,

like my favorite,

flower,

rosy rose,

you know?

Hatred can,

never,

see me,

peace is me,

destiny,

no-thing is me,

fate,

may I rest,

eternally,

one day or night.

Watch Your 360…

Black people,

always,

intimidated,

by they,

own kind,

calling shots,

in cliques,

hiding,

behind,

agendas,

ready,

to set you up,

the black on black,

oppression,

supreme,

kind of tired,

of the bullshit,

you can be,

in peace,

and if they,

don’t like it,

they run up,

and fuck it up,

talking,

about unity?

Please…

i rather be,

by myself,

still a Souljah,

to myself,

so tell me,

what that black like…

You might,

come up,

with a plan,

to better,

yourself,

and the black brother,

who be,

on your side,

got that tendency,

of betrayal,

he smells,

jealousy,

be wanting,

to put slugs,

in you,

or shoot you,

down,

spiritually,

cause,

he wasn’t,

feeling you,

life be tragic,

as well as,

a comedy,

laughing,

to myself,

dayum,

i can’t cry,

shadow,

we done,

seen,

two,

much,

so tell me,

what being black like…

It is the great,

contradiction,

information-overloaders,

holding,

more talks,

than providing,

solutions,

knowing,

we,

on the bottom,

tell them,

to write out,

literature,

they get,

ignorant,

have,

the nerve,

to bust me,

down,

cause,

i had heart,

musing,

my folks,

i still,

got heart,

though,

you,

can’t,

keep me,

down,

no matter,

how oppressed,

you are,

forget,

being a crab,

in a bucket,

i’m taking off,

like a rocket,

doors closed,

trust is broken,

i can see,

it in his eyes,

ain’t no love,

black man,

so tell me,

what being,

black like…

Got to,

live up,

to my expectations,

mind,

into drive,

me,

and night mare,

riding on,

in the winds,

but here comes,

a brother,

smiling,

in the cut,

all,

of a sudden,

appearing,

out the ground,

comes two,

metal staffs,

stringed up,

steel line,

tripping,

broke,

night mare’s ankles,

i fell off,

knowing,

fate is insight,

where,

you,

going,

partner?

I said,

hold up,

fool,

check,

yourself,

real,

tight,

the insane,

laugh,

echoing,

black man,

gone crazy,

thinking,

about my life,

i got,

to pull out,

glock,

get to dumping,

or get murdered,

on sight,

it ain’t nothing,

funny,

that’s right,

so tell me,

what being,

black is like…

He is in,

a higher,

ranking,

position,

thinking,

he is,

better,

got,

the ear,

of the ladies,

giving,

money out,

like an atm,

so she,

is happy,

to the heart,

a fantasy,

of the trick,

and player,

game on,

suited,

in layers,

everybody,

hungry,

for the cash,

everybody,

out,

for themselves.

If you,

make it,

to the top,

then,

they forget,

about,

your struggle,

give me,

give me,

give me,

more money,

they are lazy,

and entertained,

we hook,

on the fascination,

of a perceptive,

savior,

leaving,

the rest,

in the darkness,

she don’t care either,

as one player,

became god,

capitalized,

or not,

housing,

all the hoes,

and bitches,

was once humble,

Princesses and Queens,

envisioning Empress,

selling out,

to be all,

eyes,

on green,

strong,

by herself,

fore herself,

i rather be,

by myself,

balanced,

focusing,

on the intensity,

of my life,

using,

the riches,

to bring,

a better,

humanity,

while,

others,

caught-up,

shooting,

each other,

sexing,

on the go,

plus,

ain’t worried,

about,

the kids,

no more,

so tell me,

shadow,

what being,

black is like…

She still,

scandalous,

as ever,

backed-up bye,

more,

bustas,

in disguise,

across,

my eyes,

flashes,

confusion,

just,

to rearrange it,

back,

into concise,

like a lake,

of revelation,

there,

is no unity,

until,

self is one,

always,

battling,

blacks,

stuck,

in this colorism,

so tell me,

what being,

black is like…

It is,

like rolling,

with the strap,

carry,

the metal,

penis,

with sperm,

as the bullets,

lock and load,

grip it tightly,

being careful,

finger,

on the trigger,

pieces,

out my mind,

the puzzle,

is a maze,

can’t get out,

of the homicidal,

rapture,

cause,

he got,

a grudge,

on colorism,

redirecting,

at me,

representing,

his bang,

so tell me,

what being,

black like…

I can,

be,

a great,

politician,

telling,

you,

to gather,

for my common,

cause,

of destruction,

with the mothers,

of power,

every hour,

by hour,

i roll phat,

on chrome,

perceived as gold,

clean press,

in my suit,

living life,

on top,

of you,

i am,

a savior,

regardless,

of my killing,

i do it,

perceptively,

talking bad,

about you,

while you,

talk great,

about me,

oppression,

over depression,

is how black,

like it,

straight dark,

too ignorant,

hoes and bitches,

mad trapping,

drug dealers,

even though,

the dope,

in my hands,

came,

from another,

man,

or woman,

still i got,

to keep,

killing you,

to include,

the whole,

community,

and she loves it,

as long you money,

yet run out,

of currency,

then get kicked,

to the side,

with her legs,

open wide,

super religious,

on the under,

go to church,

play saint,

for a second,

come back,

on Monday,

as the living,

hell,

smiling,

at me…

so tell me,

what being,

black is like…

I say,

black power,

afros and dreads,

fades and ball-heads,

wigs and weaves,

bleaching,

my skin,

act a fool,

on the television,

screen,

though,

i am,

so virtuous,

straight,

torturing,

myself,

steady,

representing,

the black community,

then again,

african-americans,

yet Africans,

or original people,

though pan-africans,

although,

however,

names fit,

to be,

a show,

i rather,

have soul,

nobody,

can’t,

say,

nothing,

unless,

you,

on top,

careful,

with your words,

switching,

acting roles,

just to double back,

and play oppressors,

again,

inside each,

and every home,

cause,

i got,

the power,

over you,

like this,

and that,

i don’t,

need you,

cause,

i am,

black,

yet,

set you up,

like it is,

war of genocide,

silently,

with tremendous,

strength,

it builds up,

better watch,

your back,

treading,

waters,

into they deep,

and i’m a coward,

for being real,

trying,

to get out,

of the madness,

i was born into,

without hesitation,

those crabs,

keep pulling,

they,

claws are crippling,

crunchy,

mean mugging,

piercing words,

i greet you,

as the nigga,

circumventing,

a nigger,

thinking,

about,

you,

as the bitch,

a phony,

ass,

punk,

hoe,

cause your draws,

on tight,

and you ain’t,

served,

a prison term,

i’m up,

for reelection,

rolling,

with my strap,

as the bitch,

on my side,

so tell me,

what being,

black is like…

I say,

i hate,

white folks,

but turn around,

to buck you,

the man,

in the mirror,

i love,

welfare,

to the max,

keep,

blaming,

slavery,

even though,

education is here,

sow the children,

grow up,

without a father,

in the dark,

shedding tears,

as mother said,

he was really,

no good,

though she keep,

shacking,

from house to house,

and get older,

with chess games,

you can’t,

see my dirt,

in the washer,

dried clean,

fresh like,

a getaway dream,

instead,

of empowering,

the young,

with true wisdom,

of a rose,

knowledge,

of intelligence,

she gives,

a speech,

on deceptive separation,

so now i am,

all alone,

gender war,

can’t trust nobody,

but i am coward,

for recognizing,

the insanity,

on orbit…

from top to bottom,

throughout,

all classes,

so tell me,

what that black life like…

I love sex,

feminine power,

masculine dominance,

believing,

in gimmick music,

of all kinds,

the neverending,

addict,

of personalities,

taking,

on everybody’s else,

straight,

envy and jealousy,

confusion and sorrow,

there ain’t,

no real men,

cause,

i am,

straight up,

blind,

use an invisible man,

for his penis,

suck dick,

to blow his mind,

i got,

my children,

on lock,

use,

the court systems,

dare you,

to not pay up,

pay me and sex me,

whenever,

i want,

cause,

my kids need it,

though,

the kids,

ain’t speaking,

just watching you,

go crazy,

to the maximum,

straight up,

lunatic,

possessed,

by the deepest,

oppression inside…

so tell me,

what that black life like…

I lost,

my cousin,

she fell,

got buck down,

by the ak-47,

her boyfriend,

busted,

himself too,

afterwards,

leaving,

behind,

five children,

I can’t even,

cry no more,

he didn’t,

give a fuck,

about no kids,

jealousy,

envy,

anger,

combination,

is like,

the gun

clip,

trigger,

they gone…

leaving,

legacy,

of death,

behind,

the greatest,

memoirs,

of this nation,

of any,

worldwide,

steady,

ducking,

and dodging,

still,

I can’t,

even,

hit the night,

by myself,

or with anybody,

already,

a suspect,

a criminal,

written,

by their laws,

either,

I load up,

or,

find a way,

to bail out,

once and fore all,

out the madness,

and I ain’t,

coming back,

see,

fuck ever,

singing,

the blues,

dead,

ashed before my,

time,

I’m writing,

the real me,

forever,

annihilating,

their say,

of me as,

fears,

assumptions,

insensitivities,

labeling,

uncertainties,

resentments,

egotism,

to communicate,

soulfully and spiritually,

with me…

so tell me,

what being,

black like…

I got,

beat down,

for reading,

a book,

in peace,

told I,

was on the,

america’s most,

wanted,

broke a municipal code,

never found,

a record of it,

nor ticket on me,

they voice recorded,

what they wanted,

and needed,

I called those,

governmental numbers,

and legal entities…

people on the streets,

said it was norm,

just be lucky,

you are alive,

cause,

some don’t get,

to tell the truth,

but I killed,

I killed,

innocent,

people,

in a grocery,

store,

is what,

the police officer said,

folding his arms,

prepared,

with battle stance,

I can feel,

the intensity,

and provocation,

coming…

steady thinking,

how am I,

going to get out,

of this deadly situation,

yet,

those individuals,

where already,

apprehended,

days before,

confessed,

to the crime,

he tried,

to get me,

to lie about,

knowing,

where the drugs,

were at but I knew none,

see,

if I hadn’t,

pulled out,

my cellphone,

to call my family,

fore sure,

I would have,

been dead,

from the jump,

the police,

rolled up,

with no lights,

hand on his,

metal penis,

off safety,

walking up,

I knew,

I was a dead,

nigger,

nigga,

negro,

prayed,

to myself,

smoked,

my last cigarette,

in the process,

closed the book,

back,

at ease,

releasing,

my last humbling,

breaths…

looked him,

into his eyes,

all I seen,

was death,

but I survived,

see…

didn’t matter,

if I were,

an ex-military,

member or college,

student,

pulled out all,

my identifications,

calmly saying,

afterward he found,

nothing I was legally,

release to go,

picked up my duffle bag,

he stood in my path though,

tried to go around him,

he didn’t want,

to hear that,

nor need to,

he wanted,

and needed,

my life,

when he called,

for back up,

claiming I resisted,

arrest,

but I told him,

out loud of what,

I was reaching for,

cause I knew the time,

after we struggling,

for my phone,

like I said,

I managed to reach,

my folks,

the police increased,

his anger and hostility,

I wanted to reach,

for his steel,

as the situation,

was critical real,

within a flash,

I saw myself,

as a fugitive,

hunted as dead or alive,

I took the beaten,

to stay strong,

while the other,

three officers arrived,

wrist handcuffed and swollen…

tears dropping,

my face is straight emotionless,

one european,

one southern american,

two mexican,

all police officers,

trying to explain to me,

the whys hoping I would,

get brainwashed,

I couldn’t even say nothing,

they figured out real quick,

they had a problem,

everything about me,

were true,

so they had to solve it,

the southern officer,

head in charge,

look at my,

south carolina identification,

smiled then asked me,

why I was residing,

in California,

I told them again,

but he himself,

from the south,

didn’t care one bit,

as expected just for,

the european officer,

to come back saying,

he got me recorded,

so don’t even think about it,

asked me to be calm,

when taking off the handcuffs,

I asked for their badge numbers,

they laughed and laughed,

holding the mini recorder,

walking off proud,

skirting out kicking up dust,

nobody knew or saw nothing,

the fury inside and pain,

to this day is unexplainable,

I trust no cop,

or government official,

they all about war,

and that’s why,

I can gives a fuck,

about oppression,

demon possessed,

hue-man beings,

this life is on a whole,

other level,

people sleeping,

why true unity,

are the graveyards,

filled and the skies,

of heavens above,

are united too,

I will never snooze,

they the only ones,

vibrating unified,

fuck it shadow,

so tell me,

what being,

black is like…

She killed,

my baby,

for her being,

jealous and envious,

plus being raped,

in the past,

by her family member,

took it out,

on me,

while we had,

a perfect family,

two hard working,

beings and her daughter,

getting along,

but she always problems,

with security and I could not,

solve them…

just like all the other,

black females in my life,

not knowing themselves,

and so,

within her neighborhood,

i’m increasing morale,

with all the kids,

even the kids,

among the males,

came and hugged me,

and told me quietly,

the loved me,

for being real,

cause ain’t nobody,

ever played with me,

I felt their tears,

through my jeans,

onto my legs,

and I dayum near,

broke down in tears,

while watching,

they own parents,

sitting and standing,

on the porches,

staring at me,

all around,

as if i were alive,

and they were all dead…

on my life,

to the heart,

that bitch,

took my only,

child planned,

I even had a home,

worked up,

brand new one,

and that ring,

I couldn’t tell her,

about planning a surpise,

but she thought,

I was playing,

around always hawking me,

for no reason…

threatening me,

with false accusations,

I swear when I saw,

the abortion papers,

by phone picture text,

my heart dropped,

as she partnered up,

with her female friend,

the lick-her fantasies,

and even tried,

to get me in it,

but I denied it,

and asked her why,

guess she tried me,

too much,

ring gone,

perfect family gone,

shared great lessons,

with her daughter,

we shared the same music,

helped her with academic studies,

falling asleep in my arms,

she even called me,

her father and told me,

things I couldn’t believe,

though,

I been there before too,

so I knew,

ahead of time,

and her mother,

didn’t like the fact,

we was bonding strong,

come to think of it,

every black female,

I been with,

who had kids,

never liked the fact,

me and the kids,

bonded strong,

while they looked on as if,

I was an enemy,

or breaking up,

a fantasy of lies,

hard working,

spiritual being,

straight real,

about the future,

and they never like the fact,

I had a plan,

for us to succeed,

generations after another,

solid concrete on paper,

always going against me,

and so,

even after she,

the bitch,

asked me for money,

to abort my own child,

as my heart dropped,

down into my stomach,

she had no shame,

played a school bus driver,

and teacher,

for the government,

but back home,

straight crazy insane,

I would never,

and will never

get along,

with another black,

female or any,

these times are fucked up,

running for my life,

from the unknown,

deadly entities,

I cannot see,

you see…

shit ain’t too smooth,

me heart can’t turn,

blue,

so tell me,

what being,

black is like…

It’s straight,

egotism,

I tell you,

people surfacing war,

from religions,

governments,

genders,

made them,

all up,

writing languages,

settling down,

as cultures,

to be,

which one,

is the best,

instead,

of just shaking hands,

market based economies,

shipping,

imports and exports,

to make an utopia,

worldwide without,

fight,

battle,

war,

keeping,

historical and herstorical,

accounts,

for the ultimate,

payback,

and its gets deeper…

some hue-man beings,

play,

the superoccult,

like it is a game,

finished,

eating,

dinners,

stop they breather,

I see through,

all of it,

found people,

of all types,

to be soulful,

if you can,

just reach them,

let my story,

be told it is,

the constant,

age of warring,

empires,

consumed,

with dictatorship,

without regard,

for an utopia,

only considered,

when a hue-man being,

in control,

over everyone,

as if nobody,

got no control,

over themselves…

it is the law of words,

got people,

fearing,

themselves,

as they read,

to input birth bursting,

emotions,

into the spiritual system,

of all,

like a pill,

of tame,

the output,

is robotic,

hue-mans slaved,

break,

the law of words,

which is not even,

the universal same,

of language,

language is suppose,

to be about enjoyable art,

though however,

whoever made,

these words of law,

knew the same,

universal laws,

to control whoever,

not of higher intelligence,

reading and never,

will write it,

as their own art,

without consideration,

of enslaving another,

hue-man being,

oppression,

was a setup,

from birth,

I caught on,

to it just in time,

but still people,

of original kind,

only want to kill…

using the same as,

the oppression’s mind,

the neverending will,

just like adapting,

to transform,

into a continuum flaw,

I’m killing oppression,

off of me,

and within me,

ain’t leading nobody,

so never,

follow me,

unless you,

absolutely,

understand,

to over stand,

you have to find you,

cause,

following me,

creates a political party,

or religion,

I am,

no domestic threat,

or free reign terrorist,

so no need,

for the sleuth,

I am,

just being me,

as that butterfly,

who was born free,

and I got wings,

they will,

never,

catch me,

so tell me,

what being black like…

I be,

dayum,

if I,

gon’ keep,

letting,

people,

telling,

me,

i am,

a nigger,

nigga,

negro,

a black,

an African,

when there is,

no type,

of unity,

among all people,

on earth,

nowhere,

so how,

in the world,

could you figure…

that I would be,

underneath,

tucked stuck,

in oppression,

being setup,

from the jumpstreet,

depressed,

with regression,

plus,

I ain’t going,

for the homosexuality,

being one,

with myself,

higher consciously,

I’m out,

the madness,

foe show,

ducking and dodging,

war,

to the maximum,

kicking jokes,

about myself,

while talking,

to venus,

about love and communication,

using mathematical and scientific,

subjects,

to write,

inner expression,

of my poetical,

reasoning,

I am,

an universal being,

deeply spiritual,

about myself,

walking,

my way,

of life alone,

on this journey,

up ahead,

I see,

the door,

to the otherside,

time,

to kick in,

the door,

cause,

they after me,

hearing,

I found,

my way out,

of the oppressive maze,

and never,

going,

back,

closing,

locking,

the door,

I’m free,

at last,

to enjoy myself,

surrounded,

around roses galore,

beside me awaiting,

is night mare,

she is,

the prettiest,

beauty,

I have ever scene,

so I jumps,

onto her back,

without reigns,

she know,

what,

where,

when,

how,

which,

why,

time,

it is,

when the period,

ends this book,

think about,

what forces are,

occupying,

your mind,

as my lineage,

goes way past bones…

peace,

is my destined,

resting place,

on earth,

and no-thing,

is my home,

sown reap,

annihilation’s end,

of a nigger,

nigga,

negro,

black,

colorism,

racism,

nationalities,

on mine,

as I found soul,

to be,

my love,

out of gaia,

we are,

with wisdom,

heaven take me,

on up,

let’s ride,

night mare,

we galloping….

Epitome…

It is like,

a fight,

within a fight,

within a fight,

within a fight!

faster night mare,

through the winds,

close range hollow tips,

at oppression up ahead,

echo buck buck buck buck…

ping ping ping ping…

It is like,

a battle,

within a battle,

within a battle,

within a battle!

quicker night mare,

through the winds,

close range hollow tips,

at oppression to the sides,

echo buck buck buck buck…

ping ping ping ping…

It is like,

a war,

within a war,

within a war,

within a war!

swifter night mare,

through the winds,

at oppression shadow unload,

echo buck buck buck buck…

ping ping ping ping…

that was for,

setting me up,

trying,

to instill,

fears,

in me and around me,

assumptions,

about me and around me,

insensitivities,

upon me,

labeling,

of and on me,

uncertainties,

and,

resentments,

worldwide,

about me,

with your,

fucked up,

psychological analytic,

oppressive,

egotism,

about me,

i am universal,

as universe,

I know thyself,

Geah…and we out.

“Oppression had me strapped…emptied the clip threw the gun riding off into the sun.”