Monday, September 28, 2009

Peace for Rappers

rappers all over the world portrayed
as if they promote negativism among society
rappers descrie cry out for help about
Circumstances embellish within the ghettos

The society blames the rappers,
Imagine 50 cent got alive after being shot
with nine bullets, his mom was killed when
he was young that's ghettos life.
Instead of helping him they blame him why?
Instead of attempting some measures of letting out
the youth which suffers like him on the same situation
Yet they deliver more pains through criticism among him.

Rappers all over the world they preach the same gospel
About the struggles within African continent thou government
Want to bring them down exactly why with rappers they owe nobody.
Instead of supports look like more punches are blasting on their dreams.
The pains shot through strait within the heart of a rapper if one hurt the
Rapper he hurt society as a whole. Government leave my rappers alone.

The issue of Snoop Dog, they complain about him while he dance with hot Chic's
I did not blame him he grow on the street suffering there for his life
Let him enjoy his life with girls if all that makes him happy out of life
In life each and each of us has to do anything to bury the past.

We don't have to be bias when it comes to hip hop
Hipp hop deserve respect from us same like all other music.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Concentration camp

Inside the innocent hearts of Jews
Their hearts bleeds off tears and fears
In those Early years during 40s
The Nazis built Natzvwiller known as Labour camp

My brothers and sisters gassed by Nazis in gas Chambers
Yet I wasn't there at all, Perhaps my instinct were there
240 corpse got deceased due to improper medication
Germans were giants among the innocents prisoners
My people were forced to react like pigs digging world with
their own noises How dare the Nazis Who will stand for them
In judgement day?

Why with for Jews aren't innocent like me and you?
I imagine the gas Chambers the liquid flow from the chamber melt
the body without committing any sin of any kind in life
Stalin and Hitler is it all because of you or what?
I don't really hates you but you actions destroys many
I cried for Jews and their innocent families

my bones

In the presence of my body you ve been there
You ve never perish away from me
Performing huge work without no pay
Supporting this huge body anointed with feast

in darkness whee the is no light gleam with glare
Within the narrower tunnels of life
Where is no light at all not even a spark
you've been there for this flesh with soul
My flesh has been hurt all times in life but you bones
You keep supporting it

Ash into ashes dust into dust
Soul into flesh and flesh into life again
As god said to Hezekiah "it's you Hezekiah
Wo can brought this bones into life again

our fore fathers who hath their bones soaked by
Soft and hard rains into white dry bones
Behind such bones the was life
A life of purpose rich with possibilities for the future

Monday, September 21, 2009

It wasn't mean to be

it has already happened and leave a mark
It has already took everything possessed
It has revealed more wounds and scars
as it tried to be treated but treatment fails dismal

It wasn't meant to be

It wasn't meant to deliver more pains
it wasn't meant to be unforgettable and irreplaceable
It wasn't meant to break the heart

It wasn't mean to hurt at all but to leave a lesson
And help with self growth

Thursday, September 10, 2009

10 September 2009

Life is like a semester divided nto two parts
First semester you plan, second semester you execute
If you plan to fail, you will plan to fail

Fools versus clevers

i am clever than you obey the rules I instruct to you
I am a fool OK let me refine what you said above!
OK let me create a product for you clever
How much you gonna pay me clever
The fool ask "aren't the many foolish buyers than
foolish sellers?"
Clever said "It's me who gave you an IDEA fool!"
Fool said "OK clever Turn this product into raw material!"

No I can't said clever, why can't you? fool said
It just I will starve fool then the fool said
"shame on you clever, you call yourself a clever
You make money with fools,,,
Aren't we both humans nor fools and clever"

"I need you fool in my life" clever said, me too fool
Should I marry you clever yes you can fool
Under the marriage of property dear clever

How can a fool marry a clever?
How can a clever marry a fool?
How can a clever boy friend have foolish girl friend?
How can a foolish girl friend have a clever boy friend?

Be neutral to both fools and clever

Time

time an unlimited time
Time to smile,
Time to be said
Time to be moody
Time to cheat the cheaters
Time for break up
Time for break down
Time to destroy
Time to heal
Time to instruct
Time to obey
Time to react foolish
Time to be a starring of you own movie
Time to be a vehicle of you dreams
Time to loose but not a lesson
Time to imitate on others
Time to be a genuine you
Time to discover what you look like when alone
Time for complains and disputes
Time for resolutions and solutions
Time to be rich with rich thoughts

Time to loose someone today, and have another one
Tomorrow as you wish by your hearts

Time to watch population growth exceeds jobs
Time to watch currency melts down

Time never heals it heal in metaphorical world
Not in reality, heal you wounds now it's the time

Even a lover won't heal you sorry to tell
Time is like a celebs it charms many instantaneously
That's why if you lost time you lost every thing in life

Time is worth than billionaires
Invest on time not on people they reflect colours
Love yourself first before loving others

Here is a friend for you True time Trust this friend

It's time to rwite a "simple poem" as friend Erastus say

Moments

Once upon, once more in life time
Moments like this won't ever fades
Moments like this will turn into memories
Moments are moments that won't never fades
With shadows, moments will always blooms
Moments the momentum's of life

unborn child

Never to late to be born, never to late die
Never to late to felt warmth offered by nature
Never to late to surrender without the reminder

Never to late to late to learn the ropes of life
Life is like a rope unborn child, once you get
towards the dead line tie a knot and hang on.
In life we not live life in isolation unborn child

yes you were an infant within the womb
Once you explode out from the womb life
wont expect you to be an infant, think and
then you will be a giant by dreams

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Statistics Mind if?

90% of ladies when are greeted by boys thought they might propose them!
95 % of both males and females using their personality as their defence!
75% students got hurt in life by their love life and decide to follow Jesus as their savior
66% of academics they let their friends make decision for themselves
20% who knows how to follow their hearts in decision making process
100% life at campus challenges all classes of students both rich and poor or average
80% of academics suffers from shyness
13% of students finds their true love partners here at campus
The others just play and go with a flow of campus life
68% percent believe that the is no true love at campus
25% are reliable to their love partners whom left at their homes GOOD
2% of poets can recite about and revenge with poetry on failed relationships
Others they just doing it follows their heart and observe conditions

40% will believe what I say above will depend on their experiences at campus
Compiled last year in diary from 2008-2009 while entrenched within campus

how did I do it? natural curiosity

SRC

Deliver us from deliverance
Not to lead us into temptation
For thy the Needs of the students
Are compulsory and necessary

The periods of buying the pig in the Pork are over
The is no will for blue lies only exist in parliament

Since SRC is the body of the students,
For the students by the students.

everybody is a poet {speak out}

In my own life experiences as an infant in field of poetry, I never heard of any boring poem. I can not say it's boring cause when a poet jot something on paper it is when the actual feelings being reduced, his/her thought ton paper like a plan can be a fantasy if it's not written on paper. So in the name of poetry Write what you feel, do it in such a way you feel it then a poem will be born.

Develop a close relationship with you feelings
Be concerned with what you feel rather than what others felt of you
Be capable to accept those who advices and motivates youto do poetry
Develop a burning desire to love poetry then you are a poet to be
Cause no body reach a pefection point during the first attempt
They all did suffered from stage fright before they become perfect

I have a firm belief that he/she who likes poetry is a poet TRY it will work