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Golden Filigrana Chains

13 Jun

Life lessons labyrinth
Young blood squinted eyes
Extortioning reality
With tears
Daddy just died
Choirs of wailing women
Amulets round navels
White candles lit
the spirit flight
Golden Filingrana chains
swinging from the necks
of angels.

Thrown in the dungeon
Patron come crawling out
Caught in the jungle
We come swinging out
In the ghetto trapped
All of us aiming bucking
blasting, blood pouring out.

Giambo heads steady
licking heels
for social mobility
Haiti still suffering
watch them throw Vodun drones
at Obama & Hillary
Underground economies
unlike the ministers
keep the hood fed.
Demeanor be
Felix Chakutoe
port strike units
Donisio and them
still driving ’69 Buicks
That racial inferno year
we bit back at
the masters from
the land of tulips.

Thrown in the dungeon
Patron comes crawling out
Caught in the jungle
We come swinging out
In the ghetto trapped
All of us aiming bucking
blasting, blood pouring out.

Freedom fever
glowing foreheads
Self providing
communes on
spiritual war paths.
Invincible memories
on clouds.
Mama’s lips pout,
somewhere a child cries.
7.30AM school class
starts feeding kids lies.
Stuff them with
Soda pop poison,
greasy food
Listen look
Ya elders had
Decolonized diets
Before yo young
ole ass
ate the truth
…………….
And you still blindly
believe them health gangsters
they making fortunes while
our mothers dying from
all sorts of cancers….

Thrown in the dungeon
Patron comes crawling out
Caught in the jungle
We come swinging out
In the ghetto trapped
All of us aiming bucking
blasting, blood pouring out.

Street boys logic
rob Boolchenat
50-50 if caught
Still 3x a day a
meal in Piskelat
Others fade
aim their hustle
at self mastering
Tobo get coronated
by lambskin
Drug money got
reina chiki living out
her dreams while
Pedo pastors in
the tabernacle
be cackling.
White gods escape routes
Sprinkle Florida water,
3 mango’s
and bible verses
For a higher purpose
Vigil and prayer
Amado Romer
with the speed of
Goddess light
reincarnates back
into pastor Curtis.

Thrown in the dungeon
Patron comes crawling out
Caught in the jungle
We come swinging out
In the ghetto, trapped
All of us aiming bucking
blasting, blood pouring out.

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