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.

I HEAR THE FLAMES

I HEAR THE FLAMES

I hear the flames calling my name
waiting wondering if im the blame
I see the kind sentencing hand
writing down her final command
I smell the sulfur making me ponder

how the innocent pretend any longer
I feel the rush a thousand voices
teasing about a life of choices.
as for the years they went so fast
clocks tick and time is gonna last
then rejection smiles in my face
I take it strong as end of race
yet only two sides up or down
no middle point no vantage ground
when the master comes to town
and then the ceremony gives a feast
will I make it a life of peace
for in the end id say I do
and then with flames id mary you.

THIS WORLD

THIS WORLD

This world is so cold make sure you wear a sweater
when I look at all its woes its never getting better
I try to understand all thats done in this land
now its so clear to me that its all in Gods hand
so then I sit back, relax and take a deep breath

cause half the truth will never be told

and thats just the way it goes.


WENT TO THE BARBER

I went to the barber today and cut that beard away
and then I felt a little sad about what I once had
And then the lord came on me and this what he said
having a beard doesn't make me love you more
it doesn't make u spiritual, it doesn't make u pure

keep a good heart thats whats best to me



SURVIVAL OF THE BEST

Listen up little hombre, hear the truth I say
its a dog eat dog mentality if you wanna survive.

From Egypt to Johannesburg its survival of the best
from Canada to Miami its survival of the best
dont lose sleep u dont have to confess
you have to understand
its survival of the best.

From the moment of birth,survival of the best
until your last breath, survival of the best
dont ask questions if you join the contest
its all about power, survival of the best.
From Washington DC its survival of the best
bloodshed over bread, survival of the best
its a dirty old game one we came to see
accept it little hombre,survival of the best.

TO MY LOVE

TO MY LOVE (ORIGINAL)


Your eyes are warm like the sun
your lips are plump like pink cake
your hair is long like ropes
let me climb on top of your heart
As far as nature your beauty is serene
your body is strong like a horse
the way you smile is in style
my love you drive me wild, so
 lets celebrate it with a toast
and just get lost in this tonight
its summer time you are summer fine
of all the girls im drunk on your wine
I cant keep strong my hands they shake
you make me feel like an earthquake
you are my epicenter,
lets build a high magnitude of love
tell me you care, my thoughts I share
im space-bound I must be a rocket ship
and you are the moon, eyes like the sun
you leave me breathless, must be the altitude
cause im not the same when you're around.


I can go deeper expressing your curvature
you are a goddess let me kiss your feet
I just wanna hold you and consume your fire
I need your heat to keep this life going
how can any creature be so beautiful
im guilty for craving your brown skin
your foreign accent,
my love is innocent so I want to beleive
then why does she shoot hearts out the sky
the impact not as bad as the long fall
right through the yellow bricked wall
can I go on without you my love?
survive on memories of a moment in time?
Lets take a walk on the other side of life
lets climb the mountains in Africa
I'll take ya
my love id buy ya the world if I could
you deserve to be treated with everything good
so Lets go to Egypt and do as the Pharaohs
boo, its true you have the right to remain silent
for your crimes you deserve a life sentence.

THIS IS NOT POETRY

THIS IS NOT POETRY

This is not poetry, this me trying to write
something, but nothing is coming in so
this is wasting not deserving of being
called poetry. this is art, splattered on
the walls of my mind squealing to be free
this is not poetry this distorted reality
foolish rambling gambling with words silly
this my mind on half a glass of whiskey
thats risky when I write so freely

this not poetry so dont judge the
contents of these fine crimes of non sense
writing whatever comes to mind I find
much highs in rhymes attention getting
it helps to express words I felt somehere
not too long ago dont know dont remember
but yo, this is not poetry.




WE ARE THE NORMAL KIDS

We walk around talking trash politics
we hate school and act cool
cuz we are the normal kids
we lie of our age and all the tricks
but why we do this
cuz we are the normal kids
we want to be free from all of this
you say we crazy
but we are the normal kids
you think us lazy, okay
yet we are the normal kids
think before sayin whos fault it is
growing up you wanted us less talkative
we came we saw and we not with this

rebels we became

 because we are the normal kids

CUT YOUR BEARD CRAZY MAN

CUT YOUR BEARD CRAZY MAN
Cut your beard crazy man, they sing in unison
why grow that bushy Christly mass
why look like men on street corners olden
or thuggish youths with ganja joints smoken
Mother Father look at your eldest son
has gone the way of the Nazarene one
turn from me, not me you hurt
but hear these words dont turn your heart
do you not hear this still little voice

crying for the sins of humanity's choice
I bushy my beard and now im fit for hell?
look beneath, now who can tell?
Why judge this bushy rusty look
what do you fear if not the priestly truth
misunderstood, heaven I share your pain
who will listen to truths I share?
Noah Noah build a ark,
build it tall and let it spark
behold he shall be called a Narazene
he came to his own and was not seen.

Mutabazi

QUINTESSENCE OF MADNESS

QUINTESSENCE OF MADNESS

 Broken clocks come climb on mountains
come ride tall chariots to heavens
noisy rivers of deep sweat asunder

lava hearts frown on miseries bed
all alone down hells kitchen torment
Gods bed warms like children at play
joints of smoke ticking clouds breathless
dirty sands dirty hands go together
rainy days run and wash this pain.

I BELONG TO THEE.
Father please forgive me I know not what I do
my heart sings to you through and through
from the moment you heard me when I cried
that day I promised to never leave your side
I belong to thee and that is my destiny
to be with thee and do thy works faithfully
In my moment of despair you lent me your ear
preserving my name lending thoughts to share
because of thy favors im soul bou...nd to thee
writing pure poems of praise everlastingly
what is this gift if not a loan from high
keep me strong let this love bond never die
for I belong with thee from tender birth
you raised me up so I could find my worth
for im with the Lord my strength and hope
always at home with my rescuing rope
for when in my childhood I cried your name
in my terrible hour of my terrible pain
you opened heaven and came down for me
then I cried for joy because I could see
no words can express what you did for me
so I'll always remember I belong with thee
Sincerely.

ANOTHER ONE

Accept this gift I wrap to you
let me use them only for you
let me carve my heart this night
and spell it out in open sight
allow me now a time to share
deepest thoughts, deepest prayers
cause when its all said and done
I wrote it for my number one

DEADLY TIMES.
Standing on the tower life pressed on both ends
dancing death in hand and life in demand
look real and enter into time with face strong
a work of art or a madman's pen decide the one
deadly times deadly times a toast to that
whats left old mother whats left of this youth
swim good swim good little poor children
deadly times deadly times a toast to that.

...
PICTURES.
Picture a moment in time of nights
what to write in loud hungry rooms
special help call for special help
danger, all are lost, forget me now
pray for souls, baptize in holy ice
live tomorrow and drown in seas ago
home alone, home alone to eternity
nothing more than blessed life assured


BAPTIZE ME NOW.
Baptize me now tender as youth,mature like virgins
cry for Mary, for her poor little lamb is slain
pay no mind to doggs and old fairies- Cinderella
go to sleep and pray to never wake princess
live inside and dont roam my dear child
all is lost, every soul like ghost my ears
baptize me now before time, for time is old
virgin hearts and cowardly ones all alike
drown me then for what pleasure is the other side
a mirror of truth I beg to differ holy man
roll the dice roll the dice and pick your team
for old clock ticks is ticking down the stream.

IM SAYING

100 PERCENT OF INNOCENT

who's 100 percent innocent
who's 100 percent pure
whos 100 percent perfect
who's 100 percent sure
who knows 100 percent
of everything there to knows
who can say 100 percent
thats the way to go

 


IM SAYING

Its easy to write poems but very hard to get paid for them.
To make songs is cool but you'll have a warm time gettin play
I dont care I just write, not cuz I want to, I have to

 

HIT-LIST

There,s a hit-list for all young people of the land
listen to my words children and try to overstand
you're in danger so this time try to know your maker
for they're out to get you unless you change that number
I know times are harder, just gotta tough it out
but if you believe you'll find some water in the drought
we are young so we cant let them win
don't give up my friends,you just go...tta look within
there's a hit-list out with your name on it
if you don't mind it wont matter no worry's about it
don't let them get you, just be strong and do you
their time is already over, so keep going & stay true
the question is are you gonna go down by swallowing
what they give you to eat?
Or will you rise to the occasion celebrating their defeat?
The choice is yours

Martin m Semu
12-May 2013

If you are sick then say it. If you know it not, am sorry.
If you are tired, then take a nap and come back soon
if you are weak, then its better to stay out of fights
if you are strong then dont admit it, someone is watching
"A Poet confessing to mental illness is like a weigh lifter
admitting to muscles"-Roddy Lumsden
why then are Poets not able to seek help openly
society can take from the pages... of Poets
after all didnt Poets write the greatest book of all time?
To admit a Poets name is to identify with the street madman
To call yourself a Poet is a serious thing indeed
Can you jump off a cliff? Can you swim with sharks?
Are you nuts enough to join the Poets tribe?
It is a lonely road and one without a definite end.
take it from me.

DIRECTION

Where is my direction? You have to know.
Giving up is easier than giving in.
Dont give up!
Give in
When you give up, only place left is down
When you give in you can give out your best
I dont give up, I give in
forget the odds keep counting
... dont look down, look a head
it will take a head to keep you going.
Give in, just give in and start living
no matter what comes dont give up
give in and then give out

Today ive been thinking about all this we do
are we moving in the right direction
or are we going with the flow of things
Are we living or just surviving
There is much confusion between the two
If you are surviving it means you stay alive
if you are living it means you are alive
If you follow the flow you go down stream
if you follow the sky then you're above it all
Id rather follow the sky for I was made to fly
and Id rather do it alone than walk with crowds
crowds will take you where sheep get slaughter
sky's are where eagles reside and do not hide

Martin M Semu
12-May 2013

SILENCE 

Why do I keep silence? it is safer. Why do I stay to myself? I cant help it.
Why do I think these thoughts. Its the way I am. Why am I the way I am?
Because God made me so. And I love him for that.

Why don't I keep much friends? Its the same reason I write. What is the
best thing I ever did? Accept the way I am. What is my worst fear?
That there is no cure for my disease. What is my painful pleasure?
Everytime I pick a pen. That is my medicine

 QUESTION

Are there good girls left they say? Worry not for that. Rather is there any such
thing as good. What is good? What is bad? Is it possible to be bad and still
be good. I don't know. perhaps. What better way to be good than to admit
you're not.

 WHAT IS LIFE

What is life without friends, not all friends are friends, so better to have one friend
than ten friends who are not friends. Show me what a good time is?
There is no good time except NOW. NOW is the only good time we have, so
spend it wisely and keep the change for later.

 IGNORANCE

If ignorance is the start then knowledge is the end

but opinion is the bridge between the two, that is true, that is true. 

You can prove your knowledge by showing your ignorance,

 but you cant prove your ignorance by knowledge. knowledge 

will protect you like a warm coat in winter, 

but ignorance waits to chain you to a life of hard labor
called he say she say.

Martin. m semugeshi

 SOCIETY

I question society and this thin line of sanity stretched by humanity
called reality; could it be fantasy that we take so factually
to be reality while rationally forsaking opinions for opinions?
Prove your opinion as sanity without prompting an accepting
of a possibility blindly and then we may know the better theory

Martin M. Semu

TRACING A PROPHETS PEN

What pains do labors pay for pleasure
such times are there for a Pennys work
much sense relies on words of spook
the tracings of Prophets poetry fits truth
do deeper like wells dug for living waters
so higher than kites flown in summer knights
Such madness is words such insanity is writing
tottering on the edge of glory my pledging curse

damned for a life of verse, a moody trust
the opposite of times line after line in rhymes
the sickness of joy and the wellness of tears
lo, do not try to understand these lines of mine
tracing a Prophets pen nonsense, nonsense then
sweet ecstasy in silence, pay for your highness
double edged lines of mine constantly trying
look up for your showers,eternal towers of youth
ta ta children dried mouth victims of savagery
chirp chirp clock speaking revealing humble truth
mighty men bow in lions den, all victims in them.

Mythical_Poet
draft 1- 11-May 2013

POETRY'S SECRET TRUTH

(here we go again like
epics of Gilgamesh)

Wordplay
This like an epic of Gilgamesh
trying to treat the sickest poem
but where to find the words
my skill level is still a baby on

the breast milk of her mommy
all I need is the mic of inspiration
to put pen to paper properly
how can I say whats on my mind
when the words I cannot find?
But im sure I'll sneak a way
to steal poetry's secret truth
record it in my mental booth
then play it back to the youths
yet,
nothing I write is good enough
reason to keep writing stuff
the truth she kept it silently
I raid my thoughts so violently

Mythical_Poet

GOD TOLD ME TO MARRY A PROSTITUTE

GOD TOLD ME TO MARRY A PROSTITUTE

(True Story)


One day I was walking by when I saw this young girl in the corner of my eye
hair done nails done every thing done,oh lord I said, she gotta be one
I dont wanna be here you know I dont like seeing girls like that
this girl is a dangerous fire and I cant handle that
but this time twas different I had to step in

why you may ask cuz God was telling me something

So I did, and couldn't resist, I loved this girl, so she went on my list

I got her number and we started to talk

I broke my sabbath and we went for a walk

so she said Isnt this your sabbath should you be here?

I said not to worry you're the interest my dear

sit down girl lend me your ear, listen up I have something to share
so we sit down somewhere in town
then this guy walks to her and I begin to frown



Baby girl the hell like who is this dude
that be checking you out now  hes very rude
I grab her hand darling lets get out of here
for all these guys I dont know why they got to stare
So we drive around I say girl Im feeling you
from the bottom of my heart its true I really do
before we go further there's something I gotta do
I gotta ask you sweetie who were those men checking you
she says please take me home I had a nice time
I really like you but I think your out of line

But now wait a minute, I think its only fair
I told you my secrets now its time you ought to share
She says, I thought you'd see that im not a virgin
love,you need to find a girl that is more deserving
you're a good guy so I dont want to lie
I cant keep seeing you so this is goodbye
Iyy, ya yay, ya ,yay


God I think Im in love and I dont understand why
this innocent young girl shot my heart out the sky
sitting at home singing Natasha Bedingfield
but these words are my own from my heart flown
I love you, I love you I love you I love you
theres no other way to better say I love yoy
Now I wish you'd love me too.
so Im calling im texting cuz I want you
but not the way those other guys do
im different look through , maybe I can fix you
but I feel its something I gotta do
Can I be your superman? Can I rescue you

Okay she gone do me like that,
not calling me, giving me back chat
gyal a we me do you make you do me dat
gyal a we me do you make you do me dat
gyal a we me do you make you do me dat
 all me do a treat you nice



Then God says to me go back to that young girl
tell how you feel that you'd give her the pearls
dont give up so easy, thats not the way
you injured her heart, so your doing okay
I say what do you mean I injured her heart
from the very first day you tore her apart
you may not know what you did to that girl
but shes not the same since you came in her world
God you got me in this mess now you clean it up
I care for this girl and that is whats up
I dont understand whats making me do this
but deep down I think you already knew this
God why did you do this?

WHAT IS THE MATRIX

WHAT IS THE MATRIX

What is it all about, what is this thing I shout
Ive been there done that & am still stuck inside
I know what you want, you want it all, you want
the money, the cars you want to take that fall
but guess what theres a price to pay are you
built that way, are you the one?, I am!
no if or but or maybe either you are or not
If I fail to find fluent words to finish this poem
then I lost already, No more running from Smiths
agents of the system trying to find a victim
letting it all go, fear, doubt, free your mind.

You cant kill me Im already dead
I dont live here I live elsewhere
I walk around in body but my mind floats
trap my body in this prison my thoughts keep escaping
there is no faking either you got it or you dont
either you're real or not, get ready cuz its hot
Im letting go im tired of fighting Smiths
im letting it all go, fear, doubt, disbeleif
I really dont give a fuck, im out of luck
I cant win so I might as well not play
I want out the monopoly I want out the race
It is inevitable do your worse,
taking my stand I break the curse.


Girl take it easy, maybe your thinkin im needy
I tell you this life is so greedy, but truth gotta beleive me
come over and just chill, tell me how does it feel
dont trick just be real
Ive been there Ive done that
Im quiet but I think loud
Im awake not asleep
Im letting it all go, only God knows
only he can judge, lately im feeling judged
I did it there way, not im doing it mine
was on the parade, now am out of line
I really dont care, I just dont belong here

Sometimes life seem so unfortante thats why
I dont give a shit, the poor stay poor the rich
get richer its just so disproportionate, you dont
know just what I go through thats why I would
rather show just how far that I can take it
every rule im breaking it.

LITTLE BIG BOOK

LITTLE BIG BOOK

To hell with this little big book

and to all readers of this little big book, look
I took a look in my little big book
then one day I wished I never looked
for I took a look and kept looking

without asking
what do I have to do with this book
now I wish I never ever did look

this little big book is ruining me
from this little big book I must flee
im better off without this little big
book, this little big book tricked me
No, I took a look in that little big book.
dont look

ITS COLD OUTSIDE

ITS COLD OUTSIDE

Its cold outside better keep your hands warm
nights far spent but the day's still owed
we at war I dont think you got enough men
turtoise steps & your sure to make the food chain
dont hold your breath its a lions chess game
its cold outside and I bet you cant hide
dont roam too far cause your safer inside
its warmer when you closer to the fire I light
cause time wont allow the darkness the night.

THE DARK SIDE

THE DARK SIDE


Look I know what its like I was there
for a second I stopped and stared
I went on the other side the dark side
the side where many go and few return
I had questions too, things I wanted to do
I know it seems hard to beleive; me?
of course me, who else would it be
days turned to weeks, weeks to months
just when I had enough it pulled me in
I began to change, I was stuck
something happened inside, wasn't the same
now all am thinking is who to blame
its not all that, as they make it seem
what is fantasized is only a dream
an illusion spun to cause your confusion
dont bite the apple, I only looked, smelt
dont be a hero, become less than zero
you cant win, when dealing with sin
he plays for keeps, lost sheep's
the dark side is the gate wide
narrow is the way that leads to wins
count your blessings learn your lessons
God is good, God is love,
sending mercy from above
im not trying to preach, I want to teach

dont do it, its not worth it to risk it

a season is not a good enough reason
look dont enter in to contract with him,
its over he lost its all over, over, over

Mythical_Poet

BABYLON DOWN

BABYLON DOWN

Babylon, we watch you as you fall to the ground

we the children will not be part of your scam

Oh gullible nation get back to your creation

cant you see the liars masking as your friends

its a dirty game only few will remain standing

caught in the matrix between real and fantasy

locked bodies in the system trying to break free

news flash nobody is exempt from the backlash

get the cash get the power lost souls get devoured

who'll stand who'll demand

who'll oppose the oppressors hand

many called few chosen its getting hot like an oven

overstand the underhand the secrets kept

will come to light, stand up children we have to fight

O MIGHTY RACE, ACCOMPLISH WHAT YOU WILL

Babylon your children see the tricks in politics

how much longer can you play slick with this

we see the demons in religions, inhumane decisions

of human confusion a chaotic illusion

of prosperity mixed for minorities, whores of vanity

can society not see the stupidity of this reality?

Of wanting fame and prosperity at the cost of majorities

of kids, what about the kids? what about their future?

lying to them, preaching converting misusing them

only for them to grow up rudely awakened to the sour taste

the bitter waste to find their place in a world of haste

they say the sun don't shine forever, so too must Babylon go down

Brainwashed education ruling the nation,

spending freedom for slavery, lending time for bankruptcy

its all a fantasy, that moment of clarity

its going down, will not stay around, get tricked by the beast

where to flee, flee to mountain tops solitary stops.

No it wont be okay! when millions cant cross the poverty line

thousands underpaid but overqualified

that's the truth they try to hide

we all cant make it, don't bother to fake it

its such a dirty game they're all the same

potent power of pastors, politicians poetic

professionals putting pressure

on poor souls to pay, pay for what? Slavery?

Prison planet, poverty, pain, I look to the sky

Lord who will remain.

Want to make a name in the system, be Babylons victim

half foot out half foot in

pondering contemplating, still hesitating

its all about the rating, same thing

get the money, get the cash do what you must to survive

yet its all about the paper, the world isn't safer

cause still am a stranger, who to trust I see danger

AS LONG AS YOUR PLUGGED IN THE MATRIX YOUR AN AGENT

persecuting the disobedient, division is convenient

This thing is bigger than you this thing is bigger than me

but true love lies within, many are caught in sin

mankind is dangerous, be careful who you trust

Sons and daughters, listen to a Prophets warning

don't be found needing, don't be found wanting

come out of the system, don't keep depending

nature is calling, to hell you'll be heading

keep praying, keep enduring.

Cant say we never cried against the land and its pride

stay out the rat race, its poisoned cheese on top

Babylon is going down and nothing is to stop

the answer sleeps within is what they try to seal

keepin you blind with ignorance, their lies you must reveal

PEACE OUT

Mythical_Poet

draft 1

SHUT EYES

SHUT EYES

Silence, no more violence please

set me o mother, set me free

I came to this land, I dont understand

maybe I should take matters into hand

you might prefer a dream to a nightmare

or a fantasy to seeing a blur

I am dysfunctional, a criminal

Is this the real life or is this fantasy

I say is this real all that I feel

send me back the wheels of time

Im here! Im here! Hello im here!

I question this world year after year.

Mythical_Poet