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Experience in liberty and justice by the color of my skin

Experience in liberty and justice by the color of my skin,
So brave I have very few conscious friends.
I found I was inexperience of being a coward afraid to speak,
Because mentally I was never black conscious weak.
I was engaged in black power from the day that I was born,
And I never believe the DEVIL wore horns.
Some say in this society my KNOWLEDGE poetry don’t belong,
But if I have to I am willing to walk ALONE!!

In the strange garden of my mind, I keep planting knowledge seeds,
Some are enlightening, and some make the soul bleed.
Soon I will harvest my ancestors plan to see the freedom of light,
Becoming stronger in a secret society that I don’t like.
I have been liberated in my thinking about people who were lost,
Understanding sometimes there is a price that turns into a cost.
Some say in this society my KNOWLEDGE poetry don’t belong,
But if I have to I am willing to walk ALONE!!

Inhumane crimes against human life comes in black and white,
Reading my poetry some will hate, and some will like.
How can you exploit a GOD where blood runs through his veins,
Refusing to be held down by the MATRIX mental chains.
To gain my independence in my own poetry,
Sometimes I have to read over and over again to me.
Some say in this society my KNOWLEDGE poetry don’t belong,
But if I have to I am willing to walk ALONE!!

Learning about “apartheid” was the beginning of a seed,
With tears in my eye, all I wanted to do was read.
The Christian faith was given and never born,
That when I understood my thinking needed to be reform.
Raped and brutalized in this society physically and mentally,
Fighting off human demons who want me not to be FREE!!
Some say in this society my KNOWLEDGE poetry don’t belong,
But if I have to I am willing to walk ALONE!!

Gaining strength, I restore the excellence in every verse I write,
Going to bed and dreaming about my beautiful ancestors at night.
Now injustice and deception is seen with my 3 eyes,
And my knowledge poetry in a way is keeping me alive.
Now the illusion of Pharaohs is so easy to see,
And his power no longer can interfere with me.
Some say in this society my KNOWLEDGE poetry don’t belong,
But if I have to I am willing to walk ALONE!!

My future glory of an Africa is within reach of my soul,
Always hearing the drums beat way down deep in my bones!!
Steal our pride, depopulate and demoralize a life,
And this is why the AWAKEN ONE must steady write!!
My Intelligence was never given but was born,
You may laugh now, but you have been WARN!!
Some say in this society my KNOWLEDGE poetry don’t belong,
But if I have to I am willing to walk ALONE!!

We are the survivors of a seed that refuse to lay down and DIE!!
Living in the womb of the universe until destiny begins to cry.
We are faith in the African language made from GOD!!
Refusing anymore to be ROBBED!!
We the idea of culture that you thought we had lost,
You never expected how a BRAVE people would be willing to pay the COST!!
Some say in this society my KNOWLEDGE poetry don’t belong,
But if I have to I am willing to walk ALONE!!………((WRITTEN BY THE AWAKEN ONE………….ASE!!)……..Written By: PATRICK HORNSBY…… All Rights Reserved ©®U…/12/01/2017….

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