Rule The World

No it aint
About Liquor sales
It's about
Opening Jails
Posting Bails
when all else fails
No Schools
No education
No positive family situation
Deraiiling of a Nation

No Complaints

No it aint the same
since they kidnapped
What's a Name
Choked out
Just the Same
Using Let's stick
Together in Vain
I might go Insane
No thanks
I don't smoke
No Medical Mary Jane
But here's to my Momma
I won't complain
Naw no way I won't  complain

No Complaints

No it aint the same
since they kidnapped
What's a Name
Choked out
Just the Same
Using Let's stick
Together in Vain
I might go Insane
No thanks
I don't smoke
No Medical Mary Jane
But here's to my Momma
I won't complain
Naw no way I won't  complain

KNOCKIN ON HEAVEN'S DOOR

NO REST FOR
THE WEARY
 WE NOT DREARY
YET

TEARY EYED
FOR OUR DECEASED
FINALLY FREE FROM
THE PAIN AND MISERY
OF BEING A WANTED
MAN ON EARTH
SHOW EM'
YOUR TRUE WORTH
IN HEAVEN

DEDICATED TO THE LIFE AND TIMES
OF MICHAEL "MOTOE" DAVIS

ANOTHER FALLEN SOLDIER
TSV

FARLO BENE

RAINBOW LOVER
I CHASED HER 
EVERY BLUES AWAY
NOW SHE ONLY 
NEEDS 49 SHADES 
OF GREY
FARLO BENE

TRAVELIN MAN BLUES

SO WHAT
I'M A HOBO
AT  LEAST I'M ON
THE TRAIN
CAN NAME THE
PLACES I BEEN TOO

kqs

URBAN FLOW

I'm on the subway
my dreams are on the
next stop

kqs

Again

When I was great
Well ya already
know the rest
I was great

Lyrical theory

I drop haikus
like napalm
ova Vietnam
Agent Orange
juice me
Use me up
Til ya can't
get enuff of
My funky stuff

20 names One Face

Know Lies

Lies being sold by the minute
thought up in a split second
remembered for the moment
brought from the world
of deceit often the weapon
of the weak who fear defeat
at the heart of the matter
Truth be told being honest
comes with a heavy price
but it's easier to carry than
a grain of rice

GET RIGHT WRITE

WRITE

I DON'T HAVE TO WRITE
I NEED TO WRITE
I DON'T WANT TO WRITE
I CHOOSE TO WRITE
NO I MUST RIGHT
THESE WRONG FEELINGS
BROUGHT ON BY 
ALL TOO FAMILIAR
THOUGHT ~BUT
ONCE, I WRITE THEM DOWN
THEY'RE SHARED TO THE 
UTMOST Nth POWER
OF THE MIND EXPANDED
MAYBE COMMENTED ON
AND/OR REPLIED TO
NO LONGER ABANDONED

SO I WRITE
SAME AS I GROW
MY INK SPILLS
OVER MANY 
COVERED BRIDGES

kqs

INK

INK
STAINS THE PAGE
PRESSED BETWEEN
STRESSED VINTAGE
EDGES BLOTTED
STREAKED ACROSS SYLLABLES 
RESONATING WITH THOUGHTS
WITHOUT RHYME
PATTERNED AT BEST
SCATTERED MOSTLY TO FORM
LOTS OF LINKS IN A CHAIN
OF SCRAMBLED ...HOPES
imma TAKE THESE
OMELETES
AND MAKE SOME DREAM
(words)
COME TRUE!

AMERICAN STRESS CODE

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                                                    CORPORATE PINSTRIPE BLUES
                                                             COUNTER MEASURES
                                                     
                                                     REVERSING THE AFFECTS 
                                                                         OF
                                                     INDUSTRIAL PSYCHOLOGY
                                                           AS A PROGRAMMED 
                                                            SOCIAL BEHAVIOR

                                                        "BITE OF THE POISONED APPLE"
                                                            AFTER TASTE+AFTER MATH

                                                                
                                                           
                          

COUNTERFEIT LOVE

Counterfeit Love
I copy her
She copies us
His aim is money
Her religion is work
Authentic self is lost
Greed becomes Boss
for heaven's sake
resembles fake
counterfeit results
create
Jack & Jill's
fate
so when
did  not being real
become ever so
Great
Counterfeit Love

Assumptions

when donkeys 
fly like
asses and frogs
walk on lily pads
there'll be 
no more 
leap frogs
in school yards
while still
believing
in young fools
playing old tricks

AFROFUTURIST

WON'T  YOU TAKE 

A WALK WITH ME

#WORDSFORTIMETRAVELS

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Illuminated

The wick
is in mine eyes
spark a conversation
and watch us
light another way

Land of the Lost

Land of the Lost
Tumble weaves
She don't wanna pray
but she crushed
to her knees
She don't have
an allergy
yet always
gotta sneeze
Preacher Man
hit her off with
the Coke
and the Kush
Still born Baby
No need to push
Land of the Lost

Street Sweeper aka Preacher

While you hiding
in Gmomz
Church
I'll be
driving your hearse
Yup you guessed
right
I be
The Angel of Death
only gonna
come correct
sorry no collect calls
simply direct
hope you don't
bounce your
Spiritual check
and remember
never sell
your Soul
for cheap thrills
anyway

Heartache

Mouth says
I'm leaving
yet mine
eyes are for
believing

kqs
5 4.14
inspired by Adanus

Withered Whisperer

To the
Musician
in Us all
sure We play
Music
but it's believed that
It's the story in
One
that cries to
be heard
wanting to escape
with a crashing
cresendo....off beaten
Musical pattern
begging to be upheld
like glorified stanzas
little if anything
to do with
for the Audience
but rather
needing to
Be entertained
with the
Promise
of A
Caring Listener

Q

ENCYCLOPEDIA

focus on the 
Learner
not just 
the Lesson

Neighbor

Government
Subsidies
Livin with
Your Momma
Hollerin
Black Power
I''m a
Deacon
plus I voted for
Obama

Discovery

Couldn't
I Be
Anything
Everything
Something...to You
I asked
Instead
You choose
Nothing
from
Nobody
out of
Nowhere

Coffee Break

Love means
dancing the dance
Running the race
Singing the song
Walking in the rain
Flying a kite
Baking a cake
Letting go
Pushing forward
Taking off masks
Reaching back

Town Crier

What the People
Demand
The People
Get

Subject Matters

Make up to break up
I don't think so
I never lived with you
Love don't love like that
I learned to live without you
You created the Us
that compliments You
and destroys the only
Me I have left
My Authentic Self
Undisturbed
Love Manifesto

FEAST OR FAMINE

sometimes we get to eat 
what we want
often we eat porridge and look
out for Sistah Locs
and Rude Boys

ART TEST

WHAT I GIVE IS EASY
WHAT I DO IS HARD
AND WHEN I
DON'T DO IT
ANYMORE
IT'LL BECOME
A COLLECTION
OF WHAT
I'VE DONE

Freedom Pass

for the life of me
we'd all be free
if we'd just pay the price
only one small thing
no more human sacrifice
cost more to lose 
then to win

kqs

ROAD TESTED

i've cried down this road before
crawled through these tears
wandered around for years
not hitch-hiking too many fears
of riding lonely 
with no destination
singing hymns
with an all too familiar
stranger like myself

Transitions

When loving you

became greater

than me

then we became

three reasons

morning 

noon

night