The rhythmic poetic beast awakes with humanity beats
in the stillness the fibrillating in consciousness's dawn
it is promiscuous rhymes
sleep with blanket pawn
beyond yonder they yawn
and mow the lawn
conscious beats
Just like Yeats
maybe
Imagine us sitting at heavens table
Biko and Fanon flirtations and infiltration's
Soul survivor titrations and permutations
and commutations
sharing corn flakes in a fable
anonymous magnanimous famous
conversations about Afrikas Lakes and abo-Mable
Maybe even about mistakes of Jah-childrens marvel
Or maybe they are eating Chicken Licken
breakfast hook and punchline punch after punch
like an irony
Symbol.
It is simple
like dimples
Like pimp my pimples
Pump, pump the Jam
Jah-People
For I am the Lord
Of the superman said the dance said /He He-Man
DC comic metaphors
You get?
Jullietta?
Goal getter...
the modulus is landing Lala...