Color In Blue

“A Blues For Nina”

Say baby, can I be your slave
I’ve got to admit girl, you’re the shit girl
And I’m diggin’ you like a grave
Now do they call you daughter to the spinnin post, or
Or maybe Queen of 2,000 moons
Sister to the distant, yet risin’ star
Is your name Yimmy-Ya
Oh hell nah, it’s got to be Oshun
Ooo, is that a smile me put on your face child
Wide as a field of Jasmine and Glover
Talk that talk honey, walk that walk money
Hound legs that’ll spank Jehovah
Shit, who am I?
It’s not important
But they call me Brother to the Night
And right now
I’m the blues in your left thigh
Tryin to become the funk in your right

Who am I?
I’ll be whoever you say
But right now, I’m the sight raped hunter
Blindly pursuing you as my prey
And I just wanna give you injections, of sublime erections
And get you to dance to my rhythm
Make you dream archaetypes, of black angels in flight
Upon wings, of distorted, contorted, metaphoric jism
Come on slim
Fuck yo’ man, I ain’t worried about him
It’s you who I want to step to my scene
Cause rather than deal with the fallacy
Of this dry ass reality
I rather dance and romance your sweet ass, in a wet dream
Who am I?
Well they all call me Brother to the Night
And right now, I’m the blues in your left thigh
Trying to become the funk in your right
Is that alright?

“Love Jones” (c) 1997

This was super cool. Some kids brought Super Mario straight to thier school…digitally. If you ever played Mario on Nintendo 64 then you can definitely appreciate this. Dope

The acronym R.I.P is flipped, turned, and twisted in this creative poem, which sheds light on today’s reality. Check it out…

R.I.P

To them I say R.I.P

But when I say R.I.P,

I don’t just mean REST IN PEACE,

I mean REWIND IT PLEASE

So we can REMAIN IN PEACE.

I had to READ IT PROPERLY

To get it RIGHT IN PERSPECTIVE,

because we RESIDE IN POVERTY

but don’t want RIGHTS IN PROPERTY.

We would rather ROB INNOCENT PEOPLE

because he gains RESPECT IN POPPING ME,

that is a REAL IGNORANT PHILOSOPHY.

We need to REJECT IT’S PROPHECY

Stand up and R.I.P

REP IT PROPERLY!!!

Because RAH IT’S PEAK,

went from RICE IN PEAS

to RIFLES IN POCKETS

RUNNING INNER-STATE PROJECTS.

“RAH, IT’S a PAR”

turns to RIOTS IN PARKS

RAH, I’M PEED

REMEMBER I PLEAD

the REALNESS I PREACH.

We have REMINDERS IN PRESENT.

Why do you think the Damilola Taylor Centre,

R.I.P.

REMAINS IN PECKHAM?

RISE IN POSITION

Life

REMEMBER IT’S PRICE,

Because you say

“RUDEBOWY, IT’S PRINCIPLE”

but REALLY IT’S PRIDE!

RAH, I’VE PREACHED

REMEMBER IT PLEASE

But if you don’t. just remember this piece

So next time you hear me say R.I.P

Know that I don’t just mean REST IN PEACE,

I mean REWIND IT PLEASE

So we can REMAIN IN PEACE..”

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This is the view from my bosses office. it’s Gorgeous! I love the lines of the buildings…beautiful…