Saturday, November 12, 2011

Preview: Poetry from Soul Survivor Vol. 2 : The Rising Son

PSYCH WARD SOULUTIONS

Psychiatric minimum security prison
Thanking Source for still living
Greeted by her head bob and wild nods
I can see it through her eyes
She's singing another sad family Love song
Something abusive had gone wrong
Time in a facility limits abilities
So I thought
Starseed Spiritual fast
With every meal I feel drugged up
Spiritual nourishment so one feels Loved up
Body mellow
Minds hearing sounds
Playing the cello
White eye pigmentation effects turn yellow
Unhealthy codeine dreams
Dual hemispheric
I can hear it
Angels walk with us
So why would a warrior fear it

SHUCK & JIVE

They speak on phones from the other side
On their Shuck and Jive
The ears ignore what they heareth
'Cause none of it agrees with my Spirit
So I dead it before minds can even clear it
A zombie walks medicated in the liver
As if to seer it
Alkaline in the wisdom
To combat the evil spirits
Green Tea trees will neutralize the free radicals
Even if emotions yield upset
I understand this sabbatical
It was written before on White Walls
Jumper I AM
Hindu memories in Magnus of that
Pretty girl Pam
Thanking GOD the information don't drain
like e-mails with spam.

LIQUID DREAMS

Liquid Dreams
Liquid Rhythms
Liquid Flows
For the solar spots that blow
Integrations of the dark and light
Characterized as eclipse
Melanin now dines on eternal sunshine
DNA re patterned
Source's Plan B blueprints
De-activate the bad mon chips
Previous words spoken synthesized
We're now breathing Abrahamic close to Infinite minds
TV dramas turn to reality
Parallel views of the Milky Way Galaxy
There's a quotient for this moment
Where metaphysics is now greater than
Vanity


THE DRUM
Hip Hop be The Drum
Spirit be the cadence
Words dance around circles of fire
While we lay in this
MPC to MP3
Patternmasters align thoughts with poetry
Traditional industry act like they be knowing we
They want the words laced with a poverty conscience
We're intricate
So we kick push fiascos for a cause that's more conscious
Tales of Cadmus and Hermes striking the beast
A feeling like the cycle's complete
Brick straws from our feet
Mythical music legends boost
Ascension through these resurrections
Like the alchemist gold
Out of trunks it be sold
Equalized with controls
Kickers put some sound in the pound
From Japan to Yacktown
It's a sicker sound
Forming triangular shapes
Bricklayers to mixtapes
B-boys beat box and beat chests
Strong like the apes

LOVE'S RIFT

There's a growing rift between my Lover and I
In this shift
Moving from stoke to stoic
Pulling off heroics to save what was once
Fine like wine
Relationships fermented with vapors of Love
A whole new plan
A whole new design
I won't accept refusal nor decline
So long as the sun shine
Every morning rose petals on your pillow
Sweet dreams of a picnic
Kindness for the weeping willows
Gentle strokes below throws
Warmth of a comforter you once knew
Lay down now brown sugar
I want to speak to body and produce things for you
By and by baby
Through and through


King's Camera

Sweet Savannah said the
Eyes could be the camera
32 two's what's a brother to do?
Add it up 64
We get Creator numbers
10:10 win win's got you awake from slumbers
Some said "You're on your own brotha man"
How's that when we're the world's X Clan?
How's that give a dap to my man
Hand in Hand yeah we moved across the sand
Hieroglyphics get real specific
Psycho-pictograpthic building structures megalithic
Intrinsic thoughts is what we know that the Universe brought
Extrinsic things is what we thought that the falsetto sings
We sift through it all with purpose knowing that we are Kings

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