September 26^th, 2022

Yes, Eye Am A Poet
Fo Flight69
Burn The Fire!

Black matter too busy gazing outside and forgot he
was the actual density
his firmament of darkened stardust hue
reflects each and every galactic sea
One day while watering the garden of eden
He met the original heathen
He said,
“I am Hollywood. Hollywood tree. Look deep into me
leaves so that I can cast a spell upon thee. Now leave all you behind and spend the rest of your lives wanting to be a duplicates of me
Now look deep into my eyes and pale flesh
Tes, that’s it!
Look in the mirror and what do you see?
Somebody wanting to be just like me
Look to your shadow
remember how it glowed in the sun
while you’d explode into the pitch black light of night
Such a beautiful God who had everything
Everything the imagination could bring except being white
You’re already the white light but
through the magic of the mirror
this shade of grey won’t register with your 20/20 sight
Wicked incite you to do anything just to feel my false power
As the Druids spell cast high above in the towers
Sound waves, tainted water to drink and bathe, smells of burning bush to enslave you mentally, spiritually, physically, emotionally
You, GOD being have chosen to be me
Now I can feel like you
take this whip and chains and summon the 3 thousand years old bruise to your family tree to lose language, culture, lover, child, connection to your muse
Now watch me beat
each and every one of you who dares to refuse
I am the lord of man and am claiming your family jewels
My tools of deceit, hate, and murder shall become yours
Your Kings and Warriors shall be trampled to the floors
under my feet
and your women shall become known to the world as whores
or Ho! Ho!! Ho!!! The Devil said
Prepare for yet another blow
NO ONE WILL EVER BE ABLE TO MATCH THIS HOLOCAUST
from seashore to blood drenched beach
murderers dressed as peaceful explorers
On every shore, my mission shall become yours
KILL HIM, KILL THEM, EVERY LAST ONE
The whip is now outdated but has always been fun
Now we want to teach you how to aim and fire a gun
NOW KILL HIM, KILL THEM, KILL EVERYONE!
You have learned so well my pupil, I shall call you my nigger son
Day bloody sunday bloody son day
Kill them in the churches and while they bask in the sun
Rays of hate intensifies the 7 daze of a weak mind, heart and spirit
the spell has been casted so you now shall also fear it,
The Fallen GOD
keep killing
keep feeling what I’m feeling
feel the hatred that i’m wielding
become the self hate that i’m breeding
hate the very sight of self and all breathing
that look like you do
You know, The Beautiful Burnt Black Faces of GOD
Since the Days of Thoth and Nimrod
Moses with his serpent killing rod
you have been a terrifying and black menacing threat
this why we keep the noose to keep you in check
this is why the knee is embedded in your neck
the dawn of Aquarius is here and we expect
The Second coming of The Most High and are hoping we can trick
him into believing you are me and we are you
the only way he’ll believe is when he see’s what you’re willing to do
to each other while we pretend to be the church of righteousness and the lover of all
if that don’t work, we’ll stick him with needles like the rest of y’all and cast you back into the stone ages
where the greatest lie shall be told again
The mirror has captivated yet another fool
as this Soultice shall begin another 800 years for you to spend
receiving the punishment for being you
A burnt black face of God while still wanting to be me
the one who loves everything about you, that I wanted to be you
but i cant be you until i learn everything about you
but through all hardships, you continue
to reinvent you
just when we thought there was nothing else to learn from you
YEW SURVIVE YET ANOTHER ATTEMPTED GENOCIDE
YEW
ETERNAL ENERGY OF THE MOST HIGH
GOD HELP US WHEN YEW FINALLY REALISE YOU’VE BEEN HYPNOTIZED ALL THIS TIME and
ALL YEW HAD TO DO WAS CLOSE YOUR EYES
BLOCK OUT THE SOUND WAVES AND VIBRATIONS
THAT STIMULATES FEAR
SPEAK ONLY RIGHTEOUSNESS INTO THE NATIONS AND WORLDS EARS
So will Begin the Revolution
Sunday, Bloody SUN DAY! !”
aka Fo Flight69