mlowe5
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Zion mountains could never be
A Rushmore—graven slave images;
Juxtaposed blind lies posing as justice.
We, I and I, were always told,
We were free—no matter the trod;
That there was nothing our spirits could resist.
Jah is I and I strength;
Who in Babylon shall I and I fear?
We free…Seen.
Same Jah.
Same spirit.
Same people. You ready?
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mlowe5 says: ONE, love supreme. From years in Texas, Jamaica, LA, and now Virginia! Thanks. Peace and Love, mlowe5. |
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LOVE'S FRUITING LIBERATION
We are juicy fruits, flowing with sweet liberty; drowning...  |
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AMERICA"S DILEMMA 2024 (A 5-7-5 REFLECTION)
Political crimes Testing the country’s justi... |
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ANOTHER SYNDROME LIE...
ANOTHER SYNDROME LIE… ... |
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FROTHED SHORES...
Waves of wisdom flow, Frothing on the mind’s shores— |
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HAIL TO OUR EBON QUEENS OF BEAUTY & LOVE
You ebony doves, Our wingless Angels of Earth— God&... |
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MISPLAYED
Hate came out to play; Ran into a hole of peace— ... |
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SO IT BE
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A SONNET OF INDIGENOUS TRUTH
Not to honor but to single me out— Accepting African American... |
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ENDING OVERTIME...MOVING ON...
Desperately trying to throw us off guard, They wearily yell the bal... |
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TRUE TIME...
Time’s tell-taling truth… Springing fo... |
