Indigenous poetry infused with art. To create, then destroy, then to create again something new.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Up There With Da Gods
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Run don't hide
fight the good fight
up there with the gods
in you got all their might
We are not alone
Can't grip me down
disease free mind
decrepit body
deformed hands
blood stains on my feet
20 20 visions of the future
blind present
down to earth like a peasant
ruler of kingdoms
machine guns and axes
words cut the souls deep
sticks and stones
won't put me to sleep
eyes wide open
Mountain top view
though down here on the mic
We are not alone
up there with the gods
though down here on the mic
made like the image of who?
mom pop look alike
genetic curses
black feathered pig decay
Latin pig roast day
can't sway the mind
roast the bastard as I shake off the dust
Spiritual snake stance starts with the mindset
then out through the fingers
into the enemy, who?
the invisible over rated
fill the blank life
hard knox kid
from the east
William Ortiz
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