Words of Sins

CATEGORY

long distance

Their words hit me like a bullwhip, the lashes feels like a full clip, and each bullet hit me mentally, and it feels like Satan sent for me... this symphony feels like a forest breeze in these horror dreams... screams of the reality scene of wicked seeds that bleed in the night air of this nightmare...pray after pray of unanswered prayers leaves us with grey hairs, content with split affairs in the poverty of hope and fears, where mindless substance of dark affairs has curse us throughout the years, that leaves us poor with financial affairs while millionaires becomes head of state...now the peace is made at the foes rate of a needy fate, and I just translate old helmets that's out dated but operate under a negro faith, and we can debate, but I value my quietness at a price too great to overweight my greatness...so everyday I'm sedated by haters who has divided the estate at the pearly gates through the eyes of a needle on the camel's back as they attack all that's Black...who show restraint but don't want to separate, so we have been under the influence of capitalism, colonialism, and socialism for 600 years straight...so we are common mates that has penetrate through whatever it takes and slightly, we are constantly late, waking up in the state of shock, depending on an education that's so overrated with hatred, so thick with debate, that you begin to hate yourself, like the man in the mirror is death itself..."Am I'm permanently deaf?... feeling like somebody else, pretending as depression melts into my skin, as I stand beyond the sounds of the bells, in the winds with whom voice no longer dwells, as I sit locked in this dim and clustering cell... the sight of a tearful hell, where I found noisy mart and the sound of burial words that rings like bells in my head, as I question myself..."Will we forever be enslaved in these lies as their pen continue to usher in words of more sins?"...Words of Sins... July 26, 2023... written by Sa Ra Safari Messiah Kamau