mastery

a twisted irony
cruel twist of fate grates me
dreams?!
are they really
wish fulfilment
freudian theory
look deep
see life's fury
battered and bruised
on the road to glory
still finding
mastery eluding me
made my mind up
to no longer pursue
let mastery find me 
now i'm elusive
eluding mastery
has made me master.

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if you see god, kill him

figuratively, nah literally kill god
traditions, churches, mosques and temples bomb them
religious books amalgamate them
pastors, priests, imams, monks splice them
your thoughts, notions, concepts destroy them
delusional illusions

the title drew you
the content threw you
taught and schooled you
bars momentum swayed you
question everything
believe no thing nothing

if you see god kill him

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unapologetic

the pressures too intense for me
burning me internally
feeling like eternity
the struggles killing me
getting crushed
trying to find the meaning
if everything happens for a reason
what's the reason for this season
have i created this rod for my own back perhaps
feel like the planets closing in on me
realise pressure create diamonds
life's under a dish petrie
social engineer me
endangered species
they're trying to annihilate me
remove me permanently
by any means necessary
some days i struggle to eat
from the things that I see
my mind can't believe my eyes
we're brutalised, stereotyped and scapegoated
the community's in a state of emergency
walk around vex for letting stress get to me
writings what releases me
i digress
marching's played out
we need economic solutions
repatriation
keep the black pound
like other communities keep their money
we circulate our money
make it exchange a number of black hands before we give it over
we wake up targets therefore
let us enjoy each moment
tomorrow's not a given
whether we're in AmeriKKKa or it's mother country
i stand up proud with my black fist raised unapologetically melinated.

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pusherman

big up to curtis mayfield for this one...

im your mama 

im your daddy 

im that brother 

in the alley

im your doctor 

when in need

want some bars 

have a read

you know me 

im your friend

your main boy 

thick and thin

im your pusherman

dehpon corners looking clean

supercool wordmachine

demand and supply

yes indeed im that guy

notepads and pens

baddest wordplay 

ask your friend

got things on your mind

have a read take some time

let you trip for a while

meditate vegitate enlivens your mindstate

8 bars please? take 16 

become what 
you want to be

im your pusherman

peddle parables and proverbs

adjectives and adverbs

intoxicating minds with words

i've created fiends

for my metaphors and similes

an innocuous dependency

on corners and allies shot that 

high grade vocabulary

be careful how you toke me

inhale me slowly

use me recreationally

bars have you pulling a whitey

expensive export

shit opens your chakras

push words their valuable

im your pusherman

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candid

me at my most poignant

yep i've made grave errors

to give night terrors

looking at the man in the mirror

shaking my head

wanting my bed

forced myself out

can't let depression tek me

depression incapacitates

and stress kills

both make my will ill

make me uneased dis-eased

flying through the stages of grief

feeling fragile

gone through a blender

heart colder than december

nah hotter than the peak of summer

life's reading like a shakespearean tragedy

trouble knows me

travel the cosmos

through my headphones a spliff and a good book

now that's a good look

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nameless space

i have put this into sections. what i've observed, what i've experienced and what i think we/i need to do with the "nameless space" the sections are down to your interpretation

nameless space

can't name it

if you attempt to name it, 

it ceases to be it

we attempt to use things to fill it

only to receive temporary relief which leads to more grief

aim to numb pain self-medicating ways 

my mind strays, my mind sprays

touch base with endless waves

it's cold cain

numbed like cocaine

cause pain

existential angst

meaning 

meaninglessness

fearfully fearless

bottomless abyss

can't be filled with trinkets

do our utmost to avoid it

jab cross slip it

still can't elude it

can be forgotten its elusive 

far from exclusive

we all feel it

will, meaning and purpose fulfil it?

that's the million quid question

it causes internal conflict

do best to be aware of it

accept it

embrace it

befriend it

integrate and assimilate it

go into it and allow yourself to feel it

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introspection

the noisiness of silence

causes internal violence

stuck in my own thoughts

a terrifying place filled with landmines

nah a beautiful place 

similar to paradise

nah an afro filled with headlice

a mind riddled with vermin

an intelligent cretin

aiding and abetting

journeying through crevices

battle self arch-nemesis

befriend myself make me my ally

bear witness to my alibi

don't follow the dichotomy

i'm whole holistically me

experience the subterranean depths

from the council estate of mind to the buddha mindstate

pessimistically optimystic

nah a realist

with surrealist thoughts

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