Sha-Clack-Clack

If I could find the spot where truth echoes

I would stand there and whisper memories of my children's future
I would let their future dwell in my past
so that I might live a brighter now
Now is the essence of my domain and it contains
all that was and will be


And I am as I was and will be because I am and always will be


that nigga


I am that nigga


I am that nigga


I am that timeless nigga that swings on pendelums like vines
through mines of boobytrapped minds that are enslaved by time
I am the life that supersedes lifetimes, I am
It was me with serpentine hair and a timeless stare
that with immortal glare turned mortal fear into stone time capsules
They still exist as the walking dead, as I do
The original sulphurhead, symbol of life and matriarchy
severed head Medusa, I am

I am that nigga


I am that nigga!


I am that nigga!!


I am a negro! Yes negro, negro from _necro_ meaning death
I overcame it so they named me after it
And I be spitting at death from behind
and putting "Kick Me" signs on it's back


because I am not the son of Sha-Clack-Clack


I am before that, I am before
I am before before
Before death is eternity, after death is eternity
There is no death there's only eternity
And I be riding on the wings of eternity


like HYAH! HYAH! HYAH! Sha-Clack-Clack


but my flight doesn't go undisturbed
Because time makes dreams defer
And all of my time fears are turning my days into daymares
And I live daymares reliving nightmares
of what taunted my past


Sha-Clack-Clack,

time is beatin my ass
And I be havin dreams of chocolate covered watermelons
Filled with fried chickens like pinatas
With little pickaninny sons and daughters
standing up under them with big sticks and aluminum foil
Hittin em, tryin to catch pieces of fallin fried chicken wings
And Aunt Jemima and Uncle Ben are standing in the corners
with rifles pointed at the heads of the little children

"Don't shoot the children," I shout, "don't shoot the children!"


but they say it's too late
They've already been infected by time
But that shit is before my time


I need more time


I need more time


But it's too late


They start shooting at children and killing them!

One by one,

two by two,

three by three,

four by four
Five by five,

Six by six, but

my spirit is growing

seven by seven

Faster than the speed of light
Cause light only penetrates the darkness that's already there
and I'm already there
I'm here at the end of the road
which is the beginning of the road beyond time, but

where my niggaz at? (Oh shit!)


Oh shit, don't tell me my niggaz got lost in time


My niggaz are dying before their time


My niggaz are serving unjust time


My niggaz are dying because of.. time

Favorite Poem

A bird soaring high, and high in the sky
As soon as I, I look in the sky
It craps in my eye……

by Lucas

I chose this poem because after reading it, it made me laugh so much.... and if a poem makes me laugh, its awesome. I mean, why cant poems be short, simple, and totally random... there's no thinking in this poem... just enjoy... - Jonny

Favorite

Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me Too

by Shel Silverstein
from the book "Where the Sidewalk Ends" (1974)

Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too
Went for a ride in a flying shoe.
"Hooray!"
"What fun!"
"It's time we flew!"
Said Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.

Ickle was captain, and Pickle was crew
And Tickle served coffee and mulligan stew
As higher
And higher
And higher they flew,
Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.

Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too,
Over the sun and beyond the blue.
"Hold on!"
"Stay in!"
"I hope we do!"
Cried Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.

Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle too
Never returned to the world they knew,
And nobody
Knows what's
Happened to
Dear Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.

faith poem by thomas hood (chevar cummings)

Faithless Nelly Gray


A Pathetic Ballad



Ben Battle was a soldier bold,

And used to war's alarms;

But a cannon-ball took off his legs,

So he laid down his arms.



Now as they bore him off the field,

Said he, 'Let others shoot;

For here I leave my second leg,

And the Forty-second Foot.'



The army-surgeons made him limbs:

Said he, 'They're only pegs;

But there's as wooden members quite,

As represent my legs.'



Now Ben he loved a pretty maid, --

Her name was Nelly Gray;

So he went to pay her his devours,

When he devoured his pay.



But when he called on Nelly Gray,

She made him quite a scoff;

And when she saw his wooden legs,

Began to take them off.



'O Nelly Gray! O Nelly Gray!'

Is this your love so warm?

The love that loves a scarlet coat

Should be a little more uniform.



Said she, ' I loved a soldier once,

For he was blithe and brave;

But I will never have a man

With both legs in the grave



'Before you had those timber toes

Your love I did allow;

But then, you know, you stand upon

Another footing now.'



'O Nelly Gray! O Nelly Gray!

For all your jeering speeches,

At duty's call I left my legs

In Badajos's breaches.'



'Why, then,' said she, 'you've lost the feet

Of legs in war's alarms,

And now you cannot wear your shoes

Upon your feats of arms!'



'O false and fickle Nelly Gray!

I know why you refuse:

Though I've no feet, some other man

Is standing in my shoes.



'I wish I ne'er had seen your face;

But, now, a long farewell!

For you will be my death' -- alas!

You will not be my Nell!'



Now when he went from Nelly Gray

His heart so heavy got,

And life was such a burden grown,

It made him take a knot.



So round his melancholy neck

A rope he did intwine,

And, for his second time in life,

Enlisted in the Line.



One end he tied around a beam,

And then removed his pegs;

And, as his legs were off -- of course

He soon was off his legs.



And there he hung till he was dead

As any nail in town;

For, though distress had cut him up,

It could not cut him down.



A dozen men sat on his corpse,

To find out why he died, --

And they buried Ben in four cross-roads

With a stake in his inside.

Destiny by andrew downing (chevar cummings)

A wise old mother is Nature--

She guideth her children's feet

In many a flowery pathway;

And her strong life-currents beat,

Sometimes in intricate channels--

As a mountain stream may run--

But ever her purpose triumphs,

And ever the goal is won.

Her eyes are the eyes of Argus,

And she utters her decree:

The brook shall come to the river,

And the river shall reach the sea.



We have failed to read the riddle

Of the impulse and desire,

That burn in the soul of being,

Like the sun's great heart of fire,

Impelling the bird, storm-drifted,

To come to its sheltered nest,

And the mother to bring her baby

The warmth of her shielding breast;

And the blossom to yield its honey

As the spoil of the bandit bee--

While the brook goes down to the river

And the river reaches the sea.



But whatsoever we name it--

Be it Destiny, or Fate--

It leads the prince to his kingdom,

The king to his palace gate;

The lover shall taste the kisses

That grow on the maiden's lips;

And safe, in the land-locked harbor,

Shall be moored the wand'ring ships;

And the soul shall gain its heaven--

Where the white-robed angels be--

And the brook shall blend with the river

And the river shall wed the sea.

Faith

By: Grayson Givens (Gilbert Noel)


I once knew Hope

She was sweet
She was gentle
She had Faith
Faith was strong
Until that cold shady day
I turned way to crazy
Lazy thoughts
Turned my faith off
Just wanted to Die
SHoot all thes lies
back into my veins
Cut My Damn Heart out
Throw it Out
Split My Brain
Cause all I fill pain
Lost My Faith
So hope left to
Just wanted to leave
This Mental hell
Cause I lost all
My Faith and Hope
Those emotions are useless
to Me
So I am Gone
and Thats my faith

Fateful Death

By: Makinotsuki Higurashi (Gilbert Noel)


Blow your mind

Sink in the air

They love you

They loath you

Smile

It makes you look better

Feeling your way through the blindness

Seeing nothing, and everything simultaneously

Let go

Your fate is inevitable

Who am I?

Sitting so lonely on the pale window sill…

Come closer, here

Smile into the eyes of your death

Who am I but your fate?

I will corrupt you, love you

Torment you, kill you…

Your inevitable fate…