Thursday, September 14, 2006

decipher my logic (freestyle)



who's the mystic
my life is all spit i'm liquid
lougies of life harked from my throat
prolific
meditate eight hours straight
it's so holistic
glow in the dark
sorry you too slow you missed it
my bravery
Nat Turner'd slavery
Gil-Scott and Umar's DNA in me
a king's reflection
lives in my mirror it's clearer
with each breath i breathe out
death comes nearer
call me sushi
i'm yellow tail raw no hooptie
imported whips, wine marinates my lips
nationally known
flown to the mics we bless
speakers blown
we blow till the mics compress
jedi knight
mysteriously led by right
euthanized wrong by penning poems on red eye flights
pheromones strong
tribal i don't need cologne
magnetic aurora
ladies think i'm leading'em on
sugar free
zero estrogen in me
achilles hill covered by a suede Timberland tree
rooted in pain
the block is hot who do you blame
the guns that aim
or governments who fund the game
i flicker the flame
with slicker nouns i'm licking the verbs
the sicker i roll
the quicker i'm inflaming the herbs
the bombest chronic is a dope cat exhaling his words
the weakest shit is poets selling crack instead of their words
decipher my logic
nah, i ain't trying to get brolic
but either man up or step your ass out of the closet
a crystal sphere
i rub it til the future's clear
look at me now, it's obvious the truth is here.....

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

What's up CD? Just wanted to know what you thought about the new CBS Survivor series that is divided by race or ethnic background.

Anonymous said...

shyt go hard

Rob said...

That poem fucking rocks--it made me think of gray matter in the universe, how elusive it is, real and yet not, timeless and yet here, there, inside the skull as we sleep, die.