A FAILED MAN - 126 Somebody please understand although My Intentions were good to de ... Pickney Dem de’Young Bloods I never always - provided an’ heaven knows to Their Mothers I’ve given many - a sleepless nights given many ... a sleepless nights, sleepless nights. But, if I could open the pages of My Mind and one - could feel the beats of My Heart the world would know from - My - point-of-view I wanted so much to be that - perfect Man a Father, a mighty Provider a Shoulder, a~a~a Lover a Painter of Mine Own Collage an~n~nd a ... Friend Father and ... a Friend, Friend. But somewhere - somehow unexplainable I got lost on Life’s tracks I had My Hands out but no-one took them I opened My Eyes to see but the way was clouded an’ I made out nothing although I tried - persistently I’ve tried so hard ... to place My every - daring Steps but someone - something - some feared phobia keeps moving and water-colouring the pebble stones which mark the right - pathway mark the right ... pathway, pathway. Now ... here I stand a shell of-a-Man I have so~o~o … much pride an’ boastfulness I show no shame - although in My Mind I’m tearing Myself apart - with blame for I ... wanted so -- to leave for My Lovers and Future Ones A - BETTER - WAY for I wanted so~o~o to be - a perfect Man a Daddy, an impressive Bringer a Guiding hand, a~a~a Sweetheart an Artist of Mine Own Perplexity and ... a Buddy Friend and ... a Buddy, Buddy. Somebody please understand an’ don’t label Me -- A - FAILED - MAN an’ don’t label Me -- A - FAILED - MAN no! no! no! fe’de Pickney Dem sake de’Young Bloods and the Egotism that feeds I you - don’t label Me - a DISAPPOINTMENT don’t distress I ... in the statue of a FIASCO don’t look at I ... in the status of DISGUST don’t glance disenchantment at My Presence you - don’t label Me - a FAILURE. I’ve had to deal with ‘man’ humankind and their ways and dreams and because the Determination of My unbendable Modesty has ALWAYS brought a-shame to their distrust - in I and they are STILL entrapped in their - lack of knowledge - untraveled and inexperienced psyche as to why I Step My next awakened Dream they’re “a-choken” on CUPIDITY’S vomit so within the company of hate an’ grudge-fullness they’re plastering I Ways with bad-vibes and resentment - as in jealousy their dreams nightmare on envy are to have I give-up in the misery of complacency an’ feel-sorry-for -- with them instead: by the drudgery of not givin’-up I’m determined to be I - Somebody - consequently I forge on in I Dreams with nothing else to lose and the realities to manifest for My surging Future so I look forward to the spoiling - MAD of My - Grand Ones the spoiling - MAD of My - Future - as I wanted so much to be that - perfect Man a Papa, a mighty Provider a Backbone, a~a~a Beloved a Dancer of Mine Own Confusion and a Companion Dancer and ... a Companion, Companion. It’s not on alleluia’s faith nor a glass-eyed follow after another’s fading ripples but a determination for My Pickney’s Survival why ... that’s why I must STILL go on -- so as I pass ... a’de by oh somebody please I am the FIRST to acknowledge Mine Own Hypocrisy the FIRST to acknowledge the hypocrisy - I live as STILL - I beckon I’m the River-by I flow to fertilize your pondering quest questing as to why We both seek an answer as to why ... but ‘cross’ I - and an’ I’ll suck de’livin’ daylights don’t mess wid dis Dread a PRODUCT Aloysius Bad-Bwoy from Marvely of an environment a Dreamer Derelda Walker’s Grand Son who lives by the realities of Mine Own - Nightmares knows that Life is never lived until your grand-ones - EAT until your future leans on to survive from your working hands so~o~o ... for the things I Meditate somebody please understand an’ don’t label Me -- A - FAILED - MAN please understand an’ don’t label Me -- A - FAILED - MAN. Somebody please understand although My Intentions were good to de ... Pickney Dem de’Young Bloods I never always - provided an’ heaven knows to Their Mothers I’ve given many - a sleepless nights and so - many have chosen disappointment to label My Presence as I waged a burdened responsibility to listen humbly without the arrogance of Mine Own Egotism whilst stepping “boastedily” in My admitted Ignorance as ... of the lifeboat not only am I captain and crew I’m its lone rescued … Survivor lone rescued … Survivor, Survivor. But -- if I could ... from My - point-of-view share My Intent to be that - perfect Man a Father, a reliable Source a Partner, a~a~a Precious a Praying partner and a Champion then somebody you would see ... De’Blood~Klaat Obeah - Anthony Obeah Akkompong - Leonard Akkompong to Pussy~Klaat - Pierre you would see ... De’Blood~Klaat Obeah Akkompong to Bumbo~Klaat Anthony Leonard “Aloysius” ... Pierre is I - is I - is I ... I. Derelda Walker’s Grand Son - Donald Pierre’s Bwoy a’ wyan’a Da~Da’s Bwoy - de’wyan who gu’wey a-america wid ‘Im Mod’da - Prame Myrtle Reid - seen.

LEGALIZE “SLAVERY” - 138 The job most BLACKS do is worse than traditional “slavery” ‘cause … in traditional “slavery” You work like an animal expecting nothing substantial and the little SALT that is needed for DAILY SURVIVAL has been - provided for You. Mi dey workin’ everyday work, work, work an’ nuh work nah done to rebuild I Home. Fit profile ... a only one profile Mi ‘ave an’ si Mi yah - ready fe work! Modern legalized liberalized “slavery” Blacks have become “RENTED PRODUCTS” because, a minimum wage is SET to insult OUR intelligence from that wage You have to pay rent - buy food and see - to the welfare of a Fam’ly the “slaverising” of Our labour comes when You have to WORK this week to catch-up on the LAST two months’ bills thus using the gadgets of society as a bait to keep YOU at the grinding wheels the non-benefit of this task forces many into other means of survival no wonder so many are prostituting themselves satisfying a societal lust while the basic is without reach turn to drugs and other forms of flat - foot - hustling just to EXIST. Work, work, work an’ dah work nah done to elevate I Own. Rent raise, telephone sky-high, bus fare gone-up food - Mi soon a’fe nam out’a de’neighbour’s garbage light bill gone way too high an’de heat soon cut-off everyt’ing gone-up suh how comes Mi only get ONE raise. Note: HUSTLING is a risky way - of survival because: they have TACKED on their labels of socially acceptable and unlawful and as makers - keepers and enforcers of THEIR racist laws they have ensured themselves the right to do wrong by We Blacks then END-UP in dungeons wasting Their most formative years while ‘they’ an’ the “uncle toms” have all - ‘the good jobs’ ‘dey’ - an’ - de - “uncle tom - negroes” have ALL~L - ‘the good jobs’ Mi dey workin’ everyday work, work, work an’ nuh work nah done to rebuild I Home. Bonus when? didn’t you make a profit every week suh why Wi a’fe wait till once-a-year an’ even den - it nuh guarantee. To further insult YOUR Intelligence and bite away at YOUR Pride a raise is given - YES! but that never seems to match the rising cost of everything else: a presumed change in spending habit and an impatient move in class-status is blocked in mental utopia as higher deductions from the paycheck slides and insults You backwards to start the dream - over again oh, they explain it’s because You are launched into a higher tax-bracket that’s to balance the budget they proclaim SHIT~’OUSE the rent already too high and if You miss one payment You’ll find Yourself amongst the ‘dogs’ on the street WITH NO - COMMUNITY SUPPORT - TO HELP YOU ALONG - the utility bills which You are trapped into using have never failed on arriving MONTHLY an’ on time the Baby-sitter needs an increase She TOO ... has a Fam’ly but You are to feel rewarded and grateful because ... at least YOU have - “a pay check” and that means You - Blacks have come - a long way a long way from TRADITIONAL “SLAVERY”. A’who a’ FICA? suh if Mi never sick all’a last year why Mi a’fe pay more insurance dis year dem a’guh gi’Mi back Mi money an’ de’interest too? WHO THE FUCK THEY THINK THEY’RE FOOLING WHO - DO - THEY - REALLY - THINK THEY’RE FOOLING? Work, work, work an’ dah work nah done to elevate I Own. They’ve replaced the chains with their bills of utilities [and with their treats of supply of such services] they continue to CRACK their whips. Mi dey workin’ everyday work, work, work an’ nuh work nah done to rebuild I Home. Uniform allowance suh why dem tax it a’ naked dem want Mi com’a work naked! Note: the interest tacked-on onto any transaction continues to keep YOU at their mercy and the threat of their “dollar-collector” isn’t that just like an overseer girting onto a jugular? oh yes least We forget there is - the social security number in the u. s. of a. the national insurance number in Jamaica in any, industrialized country there is - a NUMBER always there to keep You SHACKLED in pace that way: BINDING YOU -- LEGALLY all Your days as prostitutes to their “SLAVISH” shit~stem while they continue as CAESAR “pimperizing” to live-off the EXPLOITATIVE FAT of the Land. Mi dey workin’ everyday work, work, work an’ nuh work nah done to rebuild I Home. How Mi gwan get experience if yuh or sumady nuh hire Mi how yuh reach whey yuh dey - ever consider dat! The jobs most BLACKS do is worse than traditional “slavery” ‘cause in traditional “slavery” You work like an animal expecting nothing substantial and the little SALT that is needed for DAILY SURVIVAL has been - provided for You. Work, work, work an’ dah work nah done to elevate I Own. fit profile ... a only one profile Mi ‘ave an’ si Mi yah - ready fe work! Modern legalized liberalized “slavery” Blacks have become “RENTED PRODUCTS”. Strike nah help a’ting dat dey raise was fe’de union boss dem ask anybody if Dem si a cent a’iee a’use dem union bwoys dem a’use Wi yah.

SOMEONE SPECIAL - 51 Murderation under-employment drug infestation unwanted teenage pregnancy another day to face the crazy boss-man. Life in reality is one BIG load’a shit just waiting to stink an’ stink an’ stink what makes Us survive its smell is that someone - a Special Someone who comes around once -- only once in a … lifetime and maybe - just maybe if We’re real lucky We get a second chance at a Person so special. A’ sey … murderation under-employment drug infestation unwanted teenage pregnancy another day to face the crazy boss-man to confront de’stress of dis day-to-day livin’. Now … this Special Someone is only special because - it’s dis not even knowing why He - She cares about YOU they care about You the Person wanting to be cared - for and that Special Someone We oft’times call shy - bashful awkward and even stupid at times as They are NEVER the talk of the town never accepted for WHO - They are yet, They not only accept YOU for You but They CARE - care - care why, They’re never out to prove anything not to Themselves or to any -- body for that matter. Now….this Special Someone is only special because He - She cares about YOU the Person wanting to be cared for why, They’re never out to prove anything! not to Themselves or to any -- body for that matter. An’ it’s a shame We often let that Special Someone slip by because in Our arrogance We failed to see They gave of Themselves not material wealth They gave because …. ‘IT’ didn’t matter and most sincere because They wanted to and if You -- the Person wanting to be cared -- for should, at anytime give back that Special Someone won’t know - how to handle it They often times - ask why? - demanding a reason AS -- They gave willingly not looking for a ... return. They gave of Themselves not material wealth They gave because ‘IT’ didn’t matter and most sincere because They wanted to. They might not have had - all to bail You out of that unexpected, tight situation but They were there with a critical and supportive thought - anyway when loneliness seems … the only friend an unanticipated call jus’ to … shoot de’breeze Someone - whose credibility is such You can confide an uttermost thought with and even dare to call when a reference is needed an’ when You did that unforeseen unexplainable wrong They uttered not a word but with the strength of signature They were there to be called - on … to talk - with to unwind -- to gripe while rubbing it in They ‘KILL’ You with that empty stare an’ silence making YOUR guilt the one to steer You on the track - of experience making, the knowing better, of YOUR guilt the one to steer You on the track - of experience. An’ when You did that unforeseen unexplainable wrong They uttered not a word but with the strength of signature They were there to be called - on … to talk - with to unwind -- to gripe while rubbing it in They ‘KILL’ You with that empty stare an’ silence making YOUR guilt the one to steer You on the track - of experience making, the knowing better, of YOUR guilt the one to steer You on the track - of experience. Now … how many times have We seen - met or heard of this Someone - SO VERY, VERY SPECIAL - (how many times?)2x The definition of friendship must have been written after the observation by ones enemy.

LOVE CAN DO - 44 Oh Mommie, Mommie - Mom~ie wo~o~o~o Mommie, Mommie - Mom~ie wo~o~o Mommie, Mommie - Mom~ie wo~o~o. Mommie why didn’t You tell Me what ‘LOVE’ can do? I find Myself doing things I never did - before partaking - forgiving - overlooking having more patience and being more understanding even more ... than ever - before find Myself saying things I - never thought I - would say My Honey Bud and Sweetie Pie Cup Cakes My Pretty Young Thing Dearest Dear all things I - never thought I - would say. Oh Mommie, Mommie Mommie why didn’t You tell why didn’t You tell ..? Mommie why didn’t You tell Me what ‘LOVE’ would do? walk the Children to school and Their friends to the playground and BACK - from sleepovers I now plan trips and PACK - the lunches too for visits to the amusement centers -- WOW ..! Oh Mommie the dishes I do wash and fold the clothes I do say yes and no when I know it’s no and yes what ‘LOVE’ has done~e~e oh Mommie, Mommie Momm~ie - wo~o~o ..? Oh Mommie, Mommie Mommie why didn’t You tell why ..? Mommie why didn’t You tell what ‘LOVE’ could do? oh sweet love ‘LOVE’ has been here and there been everywhere with Me oh sweet love ‘LOVE’ has been more than an existence ‘IT’s’ been a life-giver and protector by Me ‘IT’s’ made Me the envy of many-a men an’ when I was made to fail - totally fall down - on My Own ‘LOVE’ extended a helping caring hand so I APPEARED to be strong even in the midst of My uncertainties oh Mommie “LOVE” has been a blessing to Me ..! ‘IT’s’ taken a place besides Me and sometimes depending on the mood I meditate ‘LOVE’ took the lead or stand behind My doubtful decisions if only to support least I lose a skipped stride ‘LOVE’ is always there being aware of the Fam’ly Our togetherness builds ‘LOVE’ has been Me. I must say I am happy - too when I should be - lonely I go Home strong knowing ‘LOVE’ a-waits Me Mommie, Mommie what ‘LOVE’ has DONE to Me! Oh Mommie, Mommie - Mom~ie wo~o~o~o (Mommie, Mommie, Mom~ie wo~o~o.)2x Giving-up My space slowing down to take notice of Life’s - simple things selecting My Friends with more caution as I know MINE - is not the only need to be satisfied now ... I let My Thoughts and Dreams fly -- more freely as I am so confident there is ‘LOVE’ there (to catch Me if I - shall - fall.)2x Oh Mommie, Mommie - Mom~ie wo~o~o~o Mommie, Mommie - Mom~ie wo~o~o Mommie, Mommie - Mom~ie wo~o~o. Mommie look what ‘LOVE’ has done to Me ‘IT’s’ been strong by Me ‘IT’s’ been there for Me ‘IT’s’ been happy so happy with Me o~o~oh so sad ‘IT’s’ been sad with Me ‘IT’ cares for Me ‘IT’s’ been honest to Me been very very HONEST with Me ‘LOVE’ has been a mentor for Me ‘LOVE’ has been ... ‘LOVE’~ly ‘IT’ has been ... ‘LOVE’~ly. Oh Mommie, Mommie Mommie why didn’t You tell why ..? Mommie woo Mommie, Mommie wo~o~o why didn’t You tell Me what ‘LOVE’ can do what ‘LOVE’ would do what ‘LOVE’ could do do - do - do DO FOR ME ..? Oh Mommie ... Momm~ie wo~o~o~o Mommie, Mommie - Mom~ie wo~o~o Mommie, Mommie - Mom~ie wo~o~o~o. ‘LOVE’ in ‘ITs’ infancy working to attract company for ‘ITs’ insecurities IS - SO - VIGOROUS IS - SO - VIGOROUS in the beginning ‘LOVE’ - IS - SO - RESILIENT in the beginning ‘LOVE’ - IS - SO - STRONG Mommie woo Mommie, Mommie wo~o~o why ... didn’t You tell why ... didn’t You tell didn’t You tell - tell - tell what ‘LOVE’ can do would do could do do - do - do DO FOR ME ..?

THE PERIOD OF TIME - 115 Yes … with a sigh of relief ‘IT’S’ really here she gasps she wiggles her hips an’ takes a few staggering steps she looks down an’ glances at the pad in its place as she nearly trips over her panty which was only ankle high. She looks up with another sigh of relief she smiles thanking a “God” she seldom calls on yes … she wants one day to mother a child BUT! not this time nor for - this guy the act was just a physical - one no plan to be with this man. Her hands on her stomach thinking how she nearly messed-up the past two weeks like hell waiting for that pain she by now had so timely -- timed. She made vows promises and - she made wishes - of an’ for only one thing -- ‘IT’ now trickles alongside her legs. An’ as she stares steering a lifeless steer she wondered what would have happened if ‘IT’ never ‘come’? As a noise from some unknown place knocks her out of her - trance she noticed her state an’ with a natural born reflex she plops herself down … on the stool and continues the ritual (of cleaning -- herself.)2x

LILLY - 38 Went out amongst the thorns and thistles to find a Lilly to play from its beauty and smell I -- find strength so I walked home for I have found - Someone to say I love -- You. Rough and rugged is the way the Sun beats down on We catch some water to quench the thirst of My ... Lilly at home many - are hungry had a thought to bring food from the field but that too was a - scarcity so like a bird She flies My Lilly flies away - from Me. Look at I a farmer in a … barren field I planted last season it didn’t rain the winter - before no support the crops they wither - away nothing to hold My ... Lilly in a rocky clay ground My Lilly flies away -from Me ... from the cycle of uncertainty the cycle of uncertainty Now - I have lost all pride an’ shame as I have asked friend an’ family some strangers to seek Lilly for Me with all the love I have My ‘bank’ lacks … the fertility to attract and bond a Lilly’s - play to dance a term to harvest time is of an essence to bring forth the bounty of a … new harvest - so like a bird She flies My Lilly flies away - from Me. How do I live in - with - accept much less explain this -- stress how do I live in - with - accept much less explain this -- stress? Rough and rugged is the way the Sun beats down on We catch some water to quench the thirst of My ... Lilly at home many - are hungry had a thought to bring food from the field but that too was a - scarcity so like a bird She flies My Lilly flies away - from Me flies away - from Me oh My Lilly flies away - from Me oh Lilly fly fly Lilly fly - away My Lilly fly away - from Me My Lilly oh My Lilly fly away - from Me My Lilly fly away - from Me.

MIND REVOLUTION - 31 Wo~o~y~o~o - Wi bound to ‘ave a’ Revolution bound to a’ bloo~dy Revolution Wi bound to a’ Re~volut~ion (a’ bloo~dy - dead~ly Revolution ...)2x The Revolution We - will be fighting is not against yellow, red or whities Our physical - natural enemies -- a sexual orientation the religious affiliation the prolonging POISED with promiscuity or ones gender is NOT a concern - as ... enough of this state is sufficient to Our tolerance enough -- is enough Wi Revolutin’ for a cause just because of dat cause dat old babylon cause Wi bondin’ for a Revolution bound to a bloo~dy conviction! The Revolution will not focus the going-ons of trivialities on land-lords A-GAINST land leasers - “lessers” management or union heads against the unrepresented workers or on “upsurgeous” gangs or klan attacks - NO! not the haves against the have-nots the unemployable the under-educated malnourished, unwanted or the drug addict against whom is noted a system plotted -- NO but a Revolution - destined on the script of Black Survival WILL - TAKE - PLACE. Not Mothers against Daughters nor Sons against ... the entire Fam’ly first, second or third ... the class system won’t - come - up but - THE REVOLUTION a’ Re~volut~ion IS - A - MUST.(a’ bloo~dy - dead~ly Revolution)2x The boundaries based on the remnants of religious, geopolitical or educational compliance crumble - the pages of mysticism pulverized to the stroke of store bought whiteouts as ... in-sig-nificant the rhetorics of religious submission discarded as rubbish especially those of “Muslim” an’ “Rasta” convictions We are NOT going to emancipate Self dressed-up into pentecostal-baptism from ONE isim of catholisim - to be backsliding blindly into another skisim of CULTISH submission - by bowing to a derivative of the beast’s shit~stem ... as Liberation means Our Black Eyes are NOW a miracle - wide opened to the rebirthing of theological converting intentions seen - amen - alleluia - suh wha’ ... forging on wid nuttin’ fe loose and a Mind in earnest ... Wi breaking down da parties facin’-up to dat which subliminally divides Wi from the roman’s saxon to the arabs’ doctrines to the catholic’s canticles none can stop Wi - aassss ... No marching in the streets placards - bandannas slogans or ideologies draw no attention to a Generation’s wants, needs or gap a REVOLUTION without planned bloodshed or the on-slaughter propagandized to be known as “Black on Black - Black against Black ... crime” no~o~o~o … disinformation champagne to trivialize and lambaste the agenda ... as the media broadcast won’t know - what’s up while this Revolution will take place DELIBERATELY in all: major cities small villages and one - man - towns THE REVOLUTION TO FREE -- THE “BLACKMAN’S MIND” IS - A - MUST as the Black Mind for TENS of hundreds of years has been in a CAPTIVE STATE that of: religious subjugation political zoned segregation and social “castation” in stag-nant negativity inna mental death committing genocidal suicide - suh fe Self Liberation the MIND needs and in wanting … to be rescued - yet before the politics of religion SOAKS … a forever stance! casting Generations of Progeny to be subdued covertly - into the religion of self-hate and enabled - incapable beggars of grace, blessings and forgiveness. Wi havin’ a Revolution Soul searchin’ Rev~o~lution with a con~scious conviction just because of dat cause dat old babylon cause findin’, believing and relying on Self is Our charge - NOW! Wi bound to a’ Re~volut~ion (a’ bloo~dy - dead~ly Revolution ...)2x From the city streets to the smallest towns - FREEDOM why? resulting from - BLOODSHED why? de’action of - INSURRECTION why? de’bloodiness of - a revolt why? FOR LIBERATION IS - A - MUST jobs will be given and taken apartments, shelters, jails stores, cars to the corner shops on FIRE - YES promises given and rejected as his-story told a BLO~O~O~DY - WRETCHED past leaders voted in an’ ... in soothing the wrath of Our vexation LEADERS’ - LIVES - TAKEN Fam’lies divided -- a-cause some will REFUSE the charge of this change as Wi forge - relentlessly giving UP the vices complacency, apathy and fear - NOW intoxicated wid jus’ ‘cause - accepting the repercussions of THIS - an inevitable advance by first dealing wid de’burials of casualties -- Blackness died innocently and blindly in the integration process so when We STAND in Liberation many! many! many! many more - willed have to die the SACRIFICE to be given - why? why, why, why? Wi disarming the tools of common enemy ... ‘cause Wi cannot continue to advance an outcry armed within the weaponry of Our enemy when yuh run out’a bullets - yuh END running to dem caucasians’ conference tables wiped, ashamed, disgraced and distraught lookin’ fe piece ... of saving grace signing Birth-Life and Land -- away in WHOSE peace treaty inna caucasia’s treaty putting Our Faith in the caucasians’ arsenals of destruction will end-up to killin’ Wi - and haven’t We knowledge of cocaine, alcohol of the effects of dem drugs lsd, marijuana and aids the chemical deployments - targeted intentionally again Blackness - internationally suh reckon - Self-reliance - awaking the weapon of the Mind] a-charging for Its survival - IS on whom We should TRUST a Revolution - as ... Wi’ll note some a-lost Blacks baptized in denomination-stupidity finds religion’s crutch - and the fork tongues of the black~petty~booshwah cowards flipping the pages of political tunes will be shouting constitutional spins “We are all one people!”, “Oh god!”, Let’s vote on it!” AND “We have come a long way, yuh know ..!” and the downright traitors will be MARCHING hand in hand - within enemies hands taunting, “We shall overcome, thank god almighty, we ..!”. Within all their confusions and because of there WILL be ... the reincarnation of a new class those with a mental assertiveness negating the spoils of the devil’s clan dem caucasians’ religions and poli-tricks] of constitutions ... the renewed class of fighting Fighters for a change to affirm -- BLACK! BLACK! BLACK Identity! Leaders of this Revolution war~in’ THE REVOLUTION THAT - IS - A - MUST war~in’ the Revolution to free war~in’ the “BLACKMAN’S MIND” A MUST - a’ho~o~o! Wi havin’ a Rev~o~lution Black on Black Revolution Black for Black con~front~ation shakin’ - crackin’-up babylon foundation breakin’-up babylon’s rudiments! Wi bound to a’ Re~volut~ion (a’ bloo~dy - dead~ly Revolution ...)2x The french, british spanish to the american revolutions world war 1 -- 2 had their cause and effect an’ the cold war too to which I am reluctantly suspect the expert witnesses university forums - to the tabloid newscasts “asterned” of fear in their callous ignorance of the PLIGHT of Blacks willed to be caught - drowning in the quick-sand of propaganda while We FORGE a wild fire! the Revolution Wi b’ fightin’ wid da’fire big fire BIG stick fire bun bun-doung babylon Wi burning a NEW Groundation bun-doung babylon stakin’ a claim of the value of Our - Mind and ownership of - Birth-Land fire bun ... in Spirit an’ veracity bun-doung caucasia’s institutes of enslavement - BAM! bun-doung theirs - a doctrine of leaving for preservation - an empire of EVIL bun! bun! bun! willed - only to begot other cloned evilish shit~stems suh -- FIRE ... BUN bun-doung babylon the Mind - bound to a psychological abuse of THIS endangerment needs to ‘look’ inward within Self for Progeny’s Survival riding Psyche of: imperialism - emancipation - bussing urbanization - [the urban plight] urban plight industrialization - integration the BUSINESS of incarceration and abortion the theology of spiritual enslavement and the internationalization of - the ‘almighty’ dollar and the spread of a world order trouble in this world - I say SEEN! ... Wi forging onto de’sweets Liberation brings wid nuttin’ fe loose everyt’ing to gain - when the last bloodstain is wiped Wi arming Mind with the Revolutionary visions of: Sis’ta Kompong Nanny, Paul Bougle and Ivan Peter McIntosh, Angola’s Nzinga, Toussaint L’Ouverture de’herbalist Bookman - first Liberationist of these times livicate Yaa Asantewa an’ even D. Brown an’ Marvin G. doung to Marcus de’Mosiah Garvey and Paul Roberson Dem Spirit Warriors laid a foundation - by Their Blood sacrifices upon which this Revolution MUST stand -- IRIE ... enough is enough enough -- is enough Wi Revolutin’ for a cause just because of dat cause dat old babylon cause Wi bondin’ for a Revolution bound to a bloo~dy conviction! The Mind We fight for - is a very VALUABLE MIND more than the gold, farm and grazing Lands and precious waterbeds more than the Fam’lies Dreams and Memories We lost the Mind We must first RECOVER the “BLACK NATION’S MIND” We revolt - to recover We do need and do know to UNDERSTAND what it is that We are FIGHTING for noting that ... the wars forging for freedom, justice and “iquality” must NEVER be signed sitting complacently in the plains of imperialism signing for acceptance on their ... constitution’s charter -- for when We win this - the final Revolution many - a - treasures the fruits of Our long-sufferings “OUR TOTAL BLACK FREEDOM” will be Ours -- FOREVER. A UNITED Mind a FREE Mind a LIBERATED Mind will ACHIEVE and CONQUER - ALL - IN - ‘ITS’ - PATH - mental emancipation a Liberated - Black Nation why is it We have to war - iee! war ‘gainst Self war ‘gainst Fam’ly an’ Friends Wi warring ‘gainst everybody - else except de’bloodstains of common enemy as Wi Minds are locked in FEAR of of what RESULTS - Black Liberation brings one such is bloodshed - Our Own Blood will be massacred anoder is burning destruction of what little We survive by as a purifying sacrifice to and for the ownership of Land and a Mind with Self sustaining ideologies this will revive the battle for Self-destiny - is Our forge - in this war that’s why: Wi bound to have a Revolution bound to a bloo~dy Revolution Wi bound to have a Re~volut~ion (a bloo~dy - dead~ly Revolution.)2x The Revolution to free the “BLACKMAN’S MIND” cannot be copied - MUST be original Its attack forthright to Its intent(ion) ... as Its result IS Liberation A MUST! for once, We’ve taste the blood of Our enemies the venom will never cease till a thirst is quenched. Some prefer freedom - but I steadfast loyalty to the envisioned Liberation of I an’I some marching for justice I affirm for Lib~er~at~ion some vote for equality - dem dey votin’ fe “iquality” I never givin’-up - LIBERATION result of this Mind Revolution. What IS Liberation why is the NEED for a’ Revolution -- Mind Revolution that begins the Liberation from ... institutionalized - continuum of oppression if You don’t FIRST correct the wrong within the illiteracy of Mind-Self how do You intend to free this - BLACK NATION? intend to free THIS - it’s called Self-elevation this - BLACKNESS of a NATION how do You intend to free this - BLACK EXISTENCE? The Mind We fight for -- IS the Ancestry of the Human Heart of the Soul if You do not ‘LIVE’ TO and BUILD Your Own Society based on Your OWN Mental Aspirations doing THIS on Your Own Land - then You are ‘DEAD’ and Your Pickneys born into mental enslavement functional - brainwashed illiterates the shackled footstools that dominance WILLED to be used the Revolution - then is to free the Mind this will in turn reclaim the Land and Liberate the ‘Man’ whom in turn BEQUEATH to rebuild a Nation a Nation for His Progeny -- a'hoo ... Wi breaking down da parties facin’-up to dat, which divides Wi. Morant Bay Rebellion Green Bay Massacre de’planned annihilation of the Black Panthers Mau Mau in Kenya the Soweto Uprising the MPLA Movement - Popular for the Liberation of Angola Cuban - Mexican - Haitian Revolutions de’Maroons of Jam-Doung to the u. s. civil war -- these and other Revolutionary - Rebellions left I-storical lessons from which Each MUST stride Wi de under-classed of all caste ARE rebellin’ for class status revolting for religious, economical an’ social say-so and freedom rebellious for cultural - Generation expressions revolting for sexuality for identity rebellin’ - ‘gainst you and Me revolting for just being apart of a revolt -- note: his-story has stated that a revolution is mostly a statement of the under-classed! what I’m a’ advocating THIS - the Revolution of the Black Mental Psyche must stand - unconditionally ... alone and apart never allowing Its agenda to be tarnished by a foolish thought ... IS a Revolution realizing the Drama of the Living Soul enough is enough a Revolution Liberating the Mind of the Soul -- enough -- is enough realizing the Drama Wi bondin’ for a Revolution Liberation brings bound to a bloo~dy Revolution forging onward to bound to a dead~ly Revolution ownership of Land and baptismal of the living Mind the Mind -- IS the Ancestry of the Human Heart of the Soul! suh Wi bondin’ for ... a’ Re~volut~ion (bound to a bloo~dy - dead~ly Revolution.)2x THE REVOLUTION TO FREE -- THE “BLACKMAN’S MIND” IS - A - MUST ... a none-compromising MUST an’ it is so damn easy once One an’ One realize the power of doing nuttin’ - cripplin’ the shit~stem in its stride it’s not Self-indulgence but My Young Bloods MUST know - why Father’s Face is scared to smile as Wi showin’-up wid something in Wi ‘ands an’ o~o~o’ to the devil of-a-man whose jugular will flow the Liberation of My Land. Now - I’ve thrown the pebble will You - My Peoples … sit-back an’ waste the ripples? wo~o~y~o~o - Wi bound to have a Revolution bound to a bloo~dy Revolution Wi bound to a Revolution a bloo~dy - dead~ly conviction enough is enough enough -- is enough Wi Revolutin’ for a cause just because of dat cause dat old babylon cause Wi bondin’ for a Revolution bound to a bloo~dy conviction!

BE SELFISH - 310 Sometimes One GOT - to be selfish for One’s Own Self … Survival - by accepting the mission then identify the fears exercising patience being virtuous to the challenges thus the accumulations open an eye to reality and knowing its implications One must - realize the extent Ancestors will go through to have You realize and live - up to potential and expectations - as once You are alive there is … a solution awaiting the intuitiveness to make manifest the reoccurring ‘Dreams’. As each link has its own STRESS ... to bear even if They have to send You - BACK if chosen - due to the Visions have found You capable then You will definitely and can count on it - that despite a resistance - You will be - BACK in the rebirth to finish a mission in ability’s reach at least - start Your journey through the un-played notes Your story tells a task it seems each MUST experience so self-reliance, competence and experience can become ... Community acceptance - for once You start de’yarn make no excuse - to hinder the appreciation of this exotic baptismal … of Self-gratitude. Sometimes You have to just to do Your do an’ if Yuh ‘ave to sacrifice then surrender - a-‘slaved’ to Your do and as the stares are becoming customary stand willing - to bear the consequence ‘cause NO-one “trods” - misery’s roads but Your sojourn as it is from You - within You that You know the will to go through occurrences and when You find the Dreams reoccurring even Your “wishings” and the doubt - then becomes a friend that’s when You MUST dig-in to enjoy the Sleep ‘cause the Music of the Ancestors speaks deep - as once You are alive there is the ripple no need to waste time, pondering whose fling started its skipping just allow common-sense to mold its crest. When a Dream is on its momentum the silence of lonely moments will taste sweet - no matter the circumstances it’s useless to crave the hunger if You don’t take the time to plan and ‘cut’ de’shit within the hour appointed and as You make love to Your selfish laughter the onlookers will envy Your introverted demeanor as Visions, realize Themselves it is You in gay-lick gaiety’s overtures who will make manifest the vitality of Ancestor’s Visions - for once You lean … into de’fart no need for the pretext - to blunder Your celebration of Nature’s existence. Until You have knowledge of Your purpose in this Existence and be willing to accept and see that to its realizations no matter how trivial its implications You do succeed You will NEVER be rewarded a Life ... worth living for none is given a text prescribing the Life - worth saving so don’t flip a page dancing onto Your Own nightmare as the reoccurrence will madden You in the awaken thus ... so at times You You’ve got … got’ta be selfish a-lost in “self-centerdness” for Your Own Self - continuing Survival at times - clearing then to swallowing a saliva in company of You and Yourself because the lineage of Ancestors accepts no apology as Ancestry tolerates no excuse Ancestors expect no plea! - as once You are within the depths of meditation that’s when the erection - stands its weakest what then is said of ‘flesh’s’ stench in the elevation of Self. As the torah, bible and koran are destined to rewrite their fables what will Your story tells - not of Your crucifix but of the uselessness spilt in apathy’s welfare to the complacency of all advancements and note that if You crumble its papers You can get but one untainted wipe therefore, take time to make good use of the moment so in the company of others Your bullshit won’t stink in revelation of stupidity. Those who are most critical of Your dos are the ones on whose bandwagon You had refused to plop Your assertive ass oh~shit~man - You’re right handed but the maneuverable skills of Your left is off more use to Your Self-hygiene why then give away de’ass to shit through de’rib this - in the laughter of envy, jealousy an’ greed so when You come upon de’decision it’s best to run upon the broken glasses - as slowing down to walk carefully will only cause You to be “ouch~ing” - a cry as You expose a self-doubted fear then - You now have the added burden to explain why … in the first place did You gone “barefootedly” crazy for didn’t You see the first steps so in the moment be selfish for Your Own Self-survival lean Your scruples on the very foundation the glass places its broken conscience upon. Drink, eat, shit, sleep and procreate is all a Life guarantees now - once You hear the nails pounding its useless praying to what-if and if-only-I’d known the journey in either direction is the eternal fear ‘cause memory-loss will not permit the starting from where You left off so please don’t - don’t You want to know why … silence is a blood~klaat while the grave is being dug - thus sometimes You have to just to do Your do for Your Own selfish Self … Survival - for there is but one chance in this lifetime - to look into the mirror’s closets and smile at Your Own nakedness knowing that ... the cadaver had not given in to the shock treatment of submission. Suh - as Yuh trod on through the volcanic terrains of mankind remember to scratch tu’n-ripe breadfruit wid care least the inside broke-out an’ burn Yuh - and if Yuh carry ‘pussy’ to market before Yuh put-up the price sign first Yuh a’fe disguise the smell - suh don’t follow smiles and discard Your friends and family as no-one will be there to fan de’flies from off’a Yuh when ‘pussy’ gets its price an’ move on. Sometimes One GOT - to be selfish for One’s Own Self - Survival got’ta be selfish for One’s Own Self - continuing Survival as the selfishness of Self-neediness seeks for and postulates to lean on onto the acclamations of Your accomplishments so as You awake from the Dreams smile on - do chortle on get a smirk on - be gleeful ... as You realize the extent Ancestors will go through to have You realize and live - up to potential and expectations - for once Your placenta is dead to this Creation You are definitely flipped in exposure slapped to go be on Your Own. Sometimes One GOT - to be selfish for One’s Own Self … Survival ...

MORE SCARED - 22 Sitting in a restaurant (My first-born and a ... Black Beauty.)2x In comes ‘the law’ two babylonians to have a bite something to quench their coffee an’ donut appetite. A’ felt more scared than safe ‘cause I wasn’t born ‘white’ the passport picture to security caucasian the complexion of that -- security. In any - situation I will be the first to hear the -- ORDER “FREEZE ... DON’T MOVE NIGGER - HANDS - ON YOUR HEAD downtown ... a cell a-waits you - downtown ... ha, ha, ha niggerman - downtown a cell a-waits you!” ‘Cause of whom I am they ASSUME … ASSUMED only the WORST to come FROM ME. A’ felt more scared than safe We were in a a Chinese restaurant downtown Chicago City Chicago City. Aware de’Beauty was aware suh She gave ME de’corner seat with Mi back ‘gainst - a solid wall so My eyes - covered the two exits securely just in case a bullet - comes MY WAY with a tag reading “TO ALL -- TO AL~L BLACKS WHOM IT MAY CONCERN” just in case a bullet comes MY WAY with a tag reading “TO AL~L~L~L BLACKS WHOM IT MAY CONCERN”. More scared than safe although they the BEASTS of destruction only needed a bite for I know the uniforms they wear don’t change their mentality ‘CAUSE - OF WHO I AM they already assume ... assumed what they wanted to about - We oh, they assumed already what they wanted to about - We. More scared than safe for I know the first thought they have of -- We while they had a bite to eat in cold cold Chicago City in cold cold Chic~c~ca~ca~go Cit~ty. For if you paint a BULLET red - white or blue or even Black like - I it’s still a bullet WHICH DESTROYS! if you pa~a~i~int a BULLET red - white or blue or even Black like - I it’s still a bullet WHICH DESTROYS! one “Nigger” - de’less de’col~l~l~d - FACT (dat covers de’Mid West - Cities)2x oh de’Mid West - Cities. I felt more sca~a~ar~ed than safe ‘cause I wasn’t born - ‘white’ the passport picture to security caucasian the complexion of that - security (oh We were havin’ a bite to eat in cold cold Chica~go City chin~ping ling~lang pie Chi-town Windy City.)2x   ---- the fear I have is not a coward’s fear. It is a fear brought to light by the constitutional laws, which state that given probable cause, the police can and will take my life away at their discretion (which boils down to how the cops feel about a “nigger” at that moment). This makes their very existence to be feared, with a go and ‘drop-dead’ gut feeling, learnt from seeing the evil deeds of their hands in Black Communities. And to think that it is Black Blood that built this country and this is a so-called democratic free republic.

ONCE MY HOME - 260 Was once Home here, there and ALL a~round My artifacts marked these territories My fables told a~bout past, present and future -- was, will and forever be here east-west these are the places where once Skin roamed north-south I am ALL a~bout dust ... now covers Bones to evidence I - the Melanin Man dwelled time carried Spirit to the depths of unknown to tell it is I Ancestors who speak ... through the elements. I am never to be intimidated by the occupier’s faith in their religions of destruction until I again - forcibly drive them and their customs - OUT to be owners of My Own they will never be without fear - to live freely upon My Home the famines, earthquakes, lightening - thunder to the flooding of them crops and dwellings My Ancestral at wrath they are in laboratories I have knowledge of them Spirits will NEVER succumb - till My nails are discoloured by the dust of My Soil. The “Americas” “Australia” “the middle east” and the “Mongolias” are My stolen legacies these man made boundaries a capturer’s territory note - Nature and I once tracked in harmony the Akkompong replenishes to My “a-culturalled” appetite as it is I whose feet and hands roamed and mold(ed) My piss and shit watered and fertilized this Land called “Earth” is accustomed to I We had evolved to a perfect Creation and in envy of this instilled Conception the occupiers invaded to force their disunity upon I. I want to go ‘Home’ want back My ‘Home’ have long since proven this vast growing planet Mine - of My imaginations. North-south east-west ... encompassing the “America’s” an’ the “Europe’s” east and west the “Africa” and all “Asia” from pole to pole these are the places Blacks - once roamed was once - ‘Home’ to those who are skinned - to form in the highest Melanin wool. From the plateaus of “Tibet, mount Everest, Blue Mountain” Kilimanjaro” or the “Appalachies” to the valley caves hidden below the “Carib” reefs, “Antarctica” “Arctic ocean, “Atlantic Ethiopian” to the “Indian” oceans time preserves My marrow to feed LIFE into tomorrow’s uncertainty to the dumbfounding of “Azania, Uganda” - to “Turkey”, the “Western Sahara” - “Zaire” to “Somalia” and “Madagascar” ALL My ‘Home’ over which Black Skins roamed now in subjugation of the theological indiscretion of an invader. The occupying forces might win the stated battle believe they won a started war but there is a ... but I’m never to be forgetting as with I there will NEVER be a melting pot no matter the occupier’s “trojaned” integration plots separate I for I survival and the revival of old Akkompong. Dig-up and you will find Bones footprints a legacy for Generations to see these vastnesses where Spirit Elders roamed are where the Villages of My Black Bones called Home. Ask Time -- I - am older than indigenous I am civilization so discovery cannot date or predate Me fables cannot tell the kind of Me between the cracks and crevices tell the placing of Home We placed this place - ‘Home’ ‘Home’ fe’Mi ‘Home’ ... ‘Home’. It is I memories stored in de’Akkompong’s minerals that citizens now live by cherish and die for in their wars of wars by wars to keep I subservient by and to what is truly Mine YES - de’Akkompong and all Its minerals was once ALL My ‘Home’! Sand by sand man to man one with one from the Red Pain Man to the Obeah Man We - Black Nomads will rise - triumphantly while fertilizing Akkompong’s thirst with the BLOOD of the invader’s kids We will break to tell Our carefree, giggling Pickaninnies of the occupier’s faith in fables. Remember not to forget the “natives” over time tracked - from where! whether it - be by flying or sailing the discovers came by invading vessels space an’ sailing ‘ships’ seeking refuge for a sickly - debased inoculating - embarrassed state and by so: their citizenry naturalized to My once living space as the wickedness of their ingenuity was nurtured back - to alive by My compassionate hands. If it be by spirits - monuments - graves or imaginary tales I am always everywhere I am that which I came from -- de’Akkompong timeless indestructible -- so the pages fade the walls of libraries and museums crumble to reveal even you know I am - for REAL in Melanin “sustainess”. Everywhere discovery dis-covered I I am ‘made’ to be a ‘class’ in theological “castness” placed in a space -- second, third even fourth on the rungs of - class citizenry. The “Africa” - the “Europe” “Australia” - “the middle east” “Asia” and “Canada” from “Alaska” to “Argentina” “Azania” to “Mongolia” “Brazil, “Yemen” to an’ “Sri Lanka” anywhere-everywhere check the parable an’ oral histories negating indigenous to discovery as this - the living planet was once (all MY ‘Home’ where Black-skinned roamed.)2x I want to go ‘Home’! I call this place that place any place ... ‘Home’! Spun the pages of his-story to where Black greatness was without religions and in I quest for My “againness” My shields wound of determination withstanding the might of the swords My Melanin’s porosity thickened to slick-off the chemical attacks My spears will again be sharpened with anger and none-forgiveness the devil within I - awakened piercing at invader’s heals as they run to constitutional laws claiming convention’s treaty ... upon the sand sailing by the wave’s crest and flying away hidden in the winds then I will remind them to say alleluia and amen as Akkompong is reddened with their last words. I gloat to a limit knowing [to preserve for My Children’s unknown as this was once MY ‘Home’ here, there and ALL a~round My artifacts marked these territories it is only I who is “wooled” to dwell naturally upon-within third planet’s vast ever-changing environment. I seek or have no desire to conquer any space -- beyond I am content with the relationship I’ve established with de’Akkompong as it’s My ‘Home’ where Spirit Elders roamed Nomadic is My heritage ever at defense against the conquistador’s quest am at content with de’Akkompong with the relationship. By the very nature of survival the longer the invaders overstay the welcome the more savage We will become at their a-scared heels as they paddle to save grace and dignity waist high in the heat of their pouring blood ... am I being heard amongst drums thundering I want back ... My ‘Home’ want back ... My ‘Home’. Was once ‘Home’ here, there and ALL a~round My artifacts marked these territories but in fear - you invader the closing communities it will lead you to face-up to and conference the cruelty of your fore parent’s hands as your guilt STILL live to exploit the prowess they encaged upon - against I and STILL you indoctrinate your future to point guns and detainment centers at the resurgence of I ... I an’I -- caucasia I have a plan for the traitors amongst I so this a warning: its full time you plan an exit strategy - as I want to go ‘Home’ I want back My ‘Home’. I am - from the third planet from the Sun branded Melanin - Man I am - from the third planet from the Sun branded Melanin - Man branded Melanin - Man it is I whom ... IS (the BLACK MAN.)2x