Trading spirits, flicking your spirit glory, money
off your android phone, adult so wrong
they ask? I say: river sacrifices and poetry
stop flicking your spirit high to another
leaving yourself forgetful and animal empty,
Hi now, from afar like a slug to salt
tarpaulin existence, living like a folded cow
mightn't I walk my punitive poverty potently
While I proceed to right what I have seen
my God!! they have destroyed themselves
blood drinking, djinns, fetus eating, crazed
meat gorging, matrixed zombies and npcs
man womaned completely, no morals
flicking sexual chains in the psyche
dower on one's destiny since you were three
life as transaction, one pays for the body, breath
and breast milk. This profoundly market society
With nothing assured, not even sheer civility
no man should flick spirit of phone
quite unnatural, a mess, three generations deep
for in this slave ship we call a continent
where people are repressed demonic
where people are repressed demonic
people bloat and... off their phone weaponized
their spirit, they call it maturity, call it adult
the whole life becomes a playing ground
darting nerves, testing depth, weighing mess
I... - Oscar Wilde" must I lose a souls inheritance"
go for an never tuop
intol you join their wastage as adulthood hey steak your Soul from you
the white slave ship help in the nads
trading spirits flicks off the screen of their phones their own portent of glory
to keep them specialized and animal
the falling hand
the tongue that will not stay tucked, red eyes
trading spirits flicks off the screen of their phones their own portent of glory
to keep them specialized and animal
the falling hand
the tongue that will not stay tucked, red eyes
and still claims humanity with me
African brother
they destroyed them by remaining in the phallic
like a boy stuck in a rectum they cannot breathe
flicking spirit chasing after money
they track dreams highs and masturbation
they point to the ground when you pass them
cursing a sequester wishing you stagnate
in them kies the jewel unpolished
man is flower and not a stone
take marijuana read books, make sacrifice in river
and white is what you'd be
African brother
they destroyed them by remaining in the phallic
like a boy stuck in a rectum they cannot breathe
flicking spirit chasing after money
they track dreams highs and masturbation
they point to the ground when you pass them
cursing a sequester wishing you stagnate
in them kies the jewel unpolished
man is flower and not a stone
take marijuana read books, make sacrifice in river
and white is what you'd be
you will become like me
the sneered at America/ Japanese wannabe.
the crazed indian you wouldn't seem to leave
for you have destroyed your children
put a lid on their destiny
I have read what it takes to make the chasm
journey far into my mind to constitute...
to constitute the migrant of determinism
I think I have journeyed enough
far from my parents covenant to replace the sacrifice with words as my fodder
fecal laced bloody with running placenta
the sneered at America/ Japanese wannabe.
the crazed indian you wouldn't seem to leave
for you have destroyed your children
put a lid on their destiny
I have read what it takes to make the chasm
journey far into my mind to constitute...
to constitute the migrant of determinism
I think I have journeyed enough
far from my parents covenant to replace the sacrifice with words as my fodder
fecal laced bloody with running placenta
on the sides and that be the black fuck
a spike on the penal tip, for plumbing asses dry
the gnaw ache from christianized repression
sex as a quick fix, light spirit to conduce hunger sex
a spike on the penal tip, for plumbing asses dry
the gnaw ache from christianized repression
sex as a quick fix, light spirit to conduce hunger sex
obligatory relationship, fear and darting of the mind
an asthenia , a wickedness a business calls
itself family, community and retards you
trading spirits and my transcendence is stolen
From me
I have curled the hair of my brothers
Anasi why must blood be all I shall see
couldn't you make origami hearts make us artful
what is this mud of blood, this helplessness
my father languishing in my third eye
my Lord Buddha is in the seer..
he says words and patience, words and patience
embrace the multitude an make do in the else
From me
I have curled the hair of my brothers
Anasi why must blood be all I shall see
couldn't you make origami hearts make us artful
what is this mud of blood, this helplessness
my father languishing in my third eye
my Lord Buddha is in the seer..
he says words and patience, words and patience
embrace the multitude an make do in the else
in volition, without apprehending phenomena
fear we have seen come, wayfaring of the future
you need God in the affairs of men
Open ways and doors means closed horizons
spayed voluptuous enlarged, damned
fear we have seen come, wayfaring of the future
you need God in the affairs of men
Open ways and doors means closed horizons
spayed voluptuous enlarged, damned
djinn in the mouth, madness for lunch
the African is damned? until you get here
understand that sex is a nerve worm
you cannot fuck the gnaw
you cannot fuck the gnaw
you cannot fuck the gnaw
you cannot fuck the gnaw
you cannot fuck the gnaw
read and burn your lamb bread
read because sex is a tactile nerve worm
detach from the brink of an existence
off the falling hand
read and become, for the android isn't man
In a drone powered EMP discharge
most of these android nigerians will be gone
most of these android nigerians will be gone
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