A Womans Beauty

Bang Bang She killed a man

her lustrous eyes outshines the Sun

When she flirts abay keep your heart in hand

watch out or fall like sinking sand

Look how she walks so unimpressed

wig and nails all daint and dressed

her weapon stare dare not look and sigh

shoot you down like a arrow to the eye

Her demand exceeds her supply

Her victims bargain dry and shy

like a clock time ticks a worn out sound

Her way will go and come back around

IN THE PRESENCE OF GREATNESS

IN THE PRESENCE OF GREATNESS 1


Watch me Neo this Matrix...
stay cool like an AC
to peep in my rhyme book
then you better pay me
in the presence of greatness
evading this great stress
keep it Budha and Ghandi
with words that I invest
always young at heart
im saving this for kids...
the greatness is of them

Never mind climbing when

stuck in the hard dirt

pick yourself up fast

keep keep going only the best last

IN THE PRESENCE OF GREATNESS 2

Gracing the worlds stage in the presence of greatness
found that im enslaved, perhaps u should be a atheist
turned my anger to poetry, emotions so lovely
on top of the mount, breathing on top of my breath
paradise lost a boulevard of broken dreams
never alone but mostly its me and my lone
gaze at a King, a god, a warrior man child
they'll never get me jump away on that wild side
make it alive think twice just to survive
ironically the greatest blessing is staying alive
watching time fly high low holding it down
in the presence of greatest whenever am around.

A DARK PAST

A DARK PAST


Once a dark past now a bright future

Change on her way to sing to children
blessed victims of a old broken glass
homeless wanderers facing mother earth
survivers, trying to find their worth
seperated like east is to west
hiding from reality the sour tragedy
the sweet smell of home is lost
only found in the hearts of children
stubborn children
innocent till proven guilty
travel the road the journey of truth
what is hidden will be revealed
as a bright future for the sealed.





A POEM FOR HELP.

Please o God do not hide your face from me
do not put me in the fires of hell I plea
I beg thee let me not suffer the wages of sin
please hurry Lord and come for the world im in
It is getting so terrible, people are sick
And all I want to do is something for you
I want to play a part of your world made new
But its so hard to do what you think to do
instead you do what you think not to do
im tired of making excuse
Lord put me to use
do not let me drift away
keep me strong through the storm I say
help me find a way, give me patience I pray
even if things dont go my way
help me see the brighter day
you know I desire better
I do, down to every last letter
I write my heart from end to start
I thought of you from my very heart
do not stay apart from me, come closer
and help me find a burden  much lighter
though im young, im not a good fighter
so give me power to be a stronger soldier
through a very dark experience
help me find some open window
all the doors are closed it seems
so I can keep on moving
and finish my race, amen,

GOD BLESS THE DEAD

GOD BLESS THE DEAD

God bless the dead that survived all the lies
go ahead ask yur questions life's a surprise
you want to make it alive then try to be wise
patience will unmask the truth in disguise
act too bossy and get cut down to size
come join the race everyone wanting the prize
we all can make it if we just open our eyes
thank God and move on--head to  the skies.

THIS IS WHAT IT IS

THIS IS WHAT IT IS

Was never involved in Rwandas history
and I never will be
I never grew up in Rwanda
I never even visited Africa
yet I have a connection to my people.

I cannot speak about Genocide
I was never involved
I cannot say im affected
I was never even there
but cannot deny I was not

I need to be wise because
it is what it is
what level are you talking?
can I call my self Rwande?
when I dont even speak Kinyarwanda?


Can I say i miss home
when I dont know where home is
can I miss what I never had
life is good why should i be sad
the voice of reason inside

21 questions or twenty one lessons
just give me twenty one reasons
of who am I to talk about Genocide
cuz if I keep silent im guilty inside.


I have nothing to hide except my pride
where was God during Rwanda Genocide
was he asleep or die he die
the sun never stops the birds sing
pay attention I doubt God did something


If I blamed God would I be justified
would I be vindicated in taking my side

could I point the finger and blame him as cause

and be angry, without taking a pause

MY LIFE

MY LIFE

(Lil Wayne)
And im grinding til im tired

 they say "you ain't grinding till you tired"
so Im grinding my eyes wide
looking to find
a way through the day
A light for the night
Dear lord you've done took so many of my people
im just wondering why
you haveent taken my life? (My life* 3)
Like what the hell am I doing right? My life

My Verse rap style poetry (Martin)

Now tell me how could I START I never comprehended IT?
My life took a turn up a road I never meant for it
yow dont judge my English was never good at Math
but I bet a million dollars you'd never figure out my path
wow what am I doing right?Worse what am I doing wrong?
to survive in this struggle man you gotta be the strong
my life is heavy, Im the weight lifter watch me get buff
God knows how we thrive through all the sick stuff
My life's a lawyer, sit down let me ask you some questions
and if you got the answers keep it strictly as pure suggestions
How did I make it here? What am I doing here?
my life's a witness to the reason high 94 isn't clear
switch lanes from year to year gotta keep driving on
lets have a moment of silence the place where I come from
I get tired of climbing-- the hill is merely half my size
but you dont stop until you collect the winners prize.

WHERE IM FROM

WHERE IM FROM (DO YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW)

IM from the land of ancient wisdom
you know, Ghandi and the Taj Mahal
im from the east, the ancient land
born in India travelled to Jamaica
im from where the river splits
up the ladder where kings sit
am from ancient shores far away
because of traffic jams
I could not stay, where im from
im from where the Apes sleep
im from where children weep
where the land is rich
and the coffee is good
I wish I could, but cannot go
cause where im from I cannot know
im from a tragic past
written in ancient scrolls
where hearts have holes
deep dark secrets, old regrets


From where divided hearts
keep the love apart
from where the truth hurts
and lies feel good
from land of a thousand mountains
and volcanoes like fountains
thats where im from.
im from where Idia min ruled
from multiple nationalities
im from jungles where lions are pets
free like the birds in the sky
I left my home I dont know why
from where woman are pure
where  innocence was raped
and murder is praised
where mother was beaten
and left for dead
where her children survive
on a loaf of bread
her rapists they come and go
her children watch her blood flow
Ive never seen but I know
im from conspiracy theorists
the truth? You cant hear it.


Im from where greedy men feast
from where lions are not the beasts
but dressed in suit and tie
say the least
where the caucasian has his say
and the melanite lost his way
and mother is the victim
her children dont do a thing
where the truth written in books
and only time can read it
from where its better to keep silent
and guerillas are very violent
her children they run away
as Mother is left to decay
where im from I cannot go
and now you know
im from the east, travelled the west
its hard in this gungle
survival of the best
im from where a passport
is not the way out
from where even Jesus had to shout
im from where victims are more
than survivors
and Sunday mornings reveal the liars.