the day the night

it's a hostile takeover
day fights night
night attempts to extinguish light
a dark canopy
stretching for eternity
or maybe
day's ecstatic to switch shifts
and night's disgruntled
as it blows out the last embers
wary of the pastel colours
or it's
the lords of the night
not willing to relinquish
confiscated territory
however the stars are involved in this mutiny
piece by piece
the sun robs the moon
the moon flees west
then again
it's a slow dance
between old lovers
day holds night in a sweet caress
a sensual embrace
they blend together
painting skies masterpieces
dawn, dusk
daydown, nightfall

it...

since this event
i aint been the same
war torn
it left me changed
a scar remains
visible to who
i reveal it to
psychological wound
entombed
embalmed
bring the fluid
i'm mummified
overly medicating
process of preservation
persevere through perspiration

vex like you just stepped
on my boxfresh creps
now i'm more careful
i've already endured an earful
i'm tearful
behaviour awful
speech borderline unlawful
forces are causal
wrote the manual
bars flow so casual
this a token of my esteem
no pipe dreams
aim for the moon miss and land in galaxies
life's an obscene meme
comprised of schemes



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steadfast adherence

consistency is key

no making excuses

starting and stopping

commitment to fitness

nutrition decisions

in competition

with none but self

aim for gains

periodic goals

regimen unfolds

disciplines lack 

plan and attack

restart and reboot

vitamins and supplements

cardio and weights

push plates

walk floors

want more time to train

success and failure

what, if's and maybes

looking back at the past 

saying i should've continued

knowing what to do

but struggling with execution

be harsh with yourself

no excuses

self retribution

knowledge of self

plan to be a better me

daily philosophy

the stresses and pressures

internal lessons


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ambiguity

the ambiguity of identity
it sincerely escapes me
british born domitician
Dominican Kittician
creole patois
cashicrou kittician
with londinium in him
a fusion
heritage caribbean
earth, i'm hue-man
all colours from me
none made me
don't boast about my islands
they're only a boat stops difference

my masculinity
framed in fragility
strength's a fallacy
weakness is my modus operandi
vulnerabilities idiosyncrasies
cultural complexities
what society expects from me
frowning on my sensitivity
don't judge me on my biology
but wait...what do i expect from me


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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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