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~ Parable ~ Les we never forget that; *Knowledge is like a mighty river that cannot be physically contained by mankind, but when we spiritually approach it with a measure of wisdom and overstanding, the mind can absorb knowledge like a mental sponge.* [C. Alexander Forrest]

~ Makeda Love ~

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In Association with: Black - Love Productions Presents:

A BOOK OF 13 Afrikan POEMS
 

Homeward Bound

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Contents WHAT IS THIS? .............................................................................................................................. PAGE: 3 I PRAY FOR YOU ............................................................................................................................ PAGE: 4 AFRIKAN WOMB-MAN..................................................................................................................... PAGE: 5 AFRIKAN MAN ................................................................................................................................ PAGE: 6 AFRIKAN CHILD ............................................................................................................................... PAGE: 7 HOME .............................................................................................................................................. PAGE: 8 I AM NOT A SLAVE ......................................................................................................................... PAGE: 9 MONEY........................................................................................................................................... PAGE: 10 REPARATIONS ................................................................................................................................ PAGE: 11 FREEDOM ....................................................................................................................................... PAGE: 12 LOVE .............................................................................................................................................. PAGE: 13 WAKE UP ....................................................................................................................................... PAGE: 14 WHO AM I ...................................................................................................................................... PAGE: 15 ~ All poems were written and compiled by: Makeda Love © ~

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1. What is This?

What is this, that I see before my very eyes? What is that noise… What are those cries? What is this pain I feel deep inside? Who are those people? And what are they trying to hide? What is this… this new unfolding trend that I see? What is it that our children are trying so hard to be?

What my eyes see before me, is the result of what has been done. The cries I hear, those noises are just signs of many many things to come. The pain that I feel is a pain coming from my soul and from my womb. Those truth hiding people are responsible for creating our destruction and doom The trend that I see is the normalisation of insanity. Oh, and our children? They are just simply trying to be free.

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2. I pray for you

I pray that you will achieve your every heart’s desire I pray that life will be good to you in times of dire I pray for your family that they may forever be blessed I pray hard today for you to overcome every and any test Live life to the fullest, and I am sure that your days will be filled with joy for ever more, Remember to pray before you enter and leave out through the door Wait patiently for your chance (coz you’re a star) to shine, and I am sure that you will find your path to the truth in time I pray that what’s a head of you, will be pleasant and nice I pray that the life you decide to lead, will not bring to you strife I pray that the Most High guides you in all that you do As I sit here and I write these few lines, I am praying for you

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3. Afrikan Womb-man

Oh how you’ve come so far, through many many moons of war. You have witnessed far more than your fair share, through out all of it though, you still managed (some how) to care, care for those who depended on you. It didn’t take a blind man to see Mother of the Earth, that you were true. Real Black Womb-man, so wonderful and strong. Robbed and raped of all of what to you belonged. Never once giving up on the family structure, no matter what they tried to do to bend ya. Never once giving up on the Afrikan man, the Black King whom you to this day still adore Never once giving up on the Afrikan child, that Seed of Love of which you bore. Never once giving up on self, as you realised that you Are and Were the core. Even though you were forever denied your birth right to your basic needs, you never did as many did around you… succumb to the need for greed. They tried so hard to keep you down just because they knew that you are the reason that your children are brown. They tried so hard to change you, wound and then rearrange you. They used their time to bring you pain, trying hard to drive you insane… Their efforts were in vain. Just like life Black Womb-man you are a continuation, and through you, universal bride of love came forth = every nation. Afrikan Womb-man, Queen Mother of the Earth, not afraid to show and tell the world that life has meaning and worth. Teaching your daughters well, so in time they too can tell the tales. Nurturing your sons to love life, so like ships upon waves, they sail.

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4. Afrikan Man Man of the Earth, oh just look at you now, I remember when, before you, Afrikan Warrior, all nations of the Earth used to bow. What happened in just a short space of time? Oh, how life at times can seem so unkind. What was it that took such a toll on your soul? Since when did you forget brother man, that you used to be so bold? Bold and brave, not a slave to be sold and auctioned off, to the highest bidder. Rise up! , Black man, no longer to be seen as a quitter, creational being moulded personally by Mother Nature. You alone hold the keys to our children’s future so there’s no time like the present for getting your shit together. So many billions of people are right now depending on you. Black man, don’t forget to remember that you gatta to do what you gatta do. Regal Afrikan, Royal Black Man, Father of us all life’s original creation. You are the Afrikan Womb-man’s hero, the fantasy of all her dreams In you life is as it appears to be and seems. You give to her the seed of life to nurture and to love. There is nothing that ever existed that she would ever put above.

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5. Afrikan Child Mother Nature’s child, so beautifully bright, you are the ultimate seed of the Earth, representing all things that are good, representing all things that are right. Created in all of love’s perfection, heavenly crafted being, a gift from all that is and was, both seen and unseen. You make up the trinity of love, via your parental unification; you are the result of love’s true manifestation, the wondrous works of creation. Born to be here, good timing, you came just in time; I am so honoured to say, Black seed of love… that you are mine. The bringer of many joys, as you begin to grow you’ll take on many roles, a father, a mother, ultimately, giving life to other souls. Every thing I do today is just because I love you, blessings from a mother to a child, not here to shame or hurt you. Your ancestors were wise, be wise just like them too. Remember they left an abundance, a legacy of love… Just for you.

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6. Home Homeward bound, gatta leave this place, Mama calling, no time to waste. Homeward bound, gatta leave this place, Mama calling, no time to waste. I hear her calling aloud, from a far and I wonder why we are apart Torn from her womb, they bought me here I cry blood from my heart I reminisce on times gone by when happiness was real If they who stole me away from her could only feel the way I feel They would know how hard it was for me to resettle here They got us living in hardship poverty and fear Homeward bound, gatta leave this place, Mama calling, no time to waste. Homeward bound, gatta leave this place, Mama calling, no time to waste. They pit us all against each other to keep us in control They think that we are not capable to take on basic roles I don’t like it here at all I want to go back home, Because I don’t like living in Rome Afrika awaits me, she’s been waiting all along; she knows one day I will return, because she made me strong. One day, one day every day this is what I say, that I will return home to Mama, and when I get there I’ll be singing songs of love just for her. Homeward bound, gatta leave this place, Mama calling, no time to waste. Homeward bound, gatta leave this place, Mama calling, no time to waste.

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7. I Am Not A Slave Born free to live a righteous existence, I am not a slave! Making conscious decisions to live up right, this way my soul I save. Those who came before I, have already paved the way. They risked their lives so that you and I could see another day. Our Ancestors saw ahead of us the trials that were to come; we chose instead to ignore their cries. I say that we were dumb. We now find ourselves in places where we have compromised our past, riding on an illusionary joyride, that could never last. Money makes us feel as though we have finally overcome, the traumas of yesteryear, we think somehow that we have won. Oh how they have trained us well, to love captivity, but I was born to be free, not slave for you to use me. Slavery is not a thing that human beings should celebrate. How could treating some one else so bad be a thing that people rate? My Ancestors were bold, brave and fearless like Mighty Lions they had the spirits of warrior kings and their strengths were like that of iron. Never to forget the past to Sankofa is the key, remembering everything is seasonal, including you and me.

I am not a slave

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8. Money Look at them they have all gone mad, just trying to get paid Look at them they’ve lost their souls as they enter their early grave Look at them they are trying to be something they are not Look at them as they add to this economical corporate rot See how they act like rats to compete for this paper cash See how they all forgot that they are already rich, as the make their mad dash See how masa got them acting, killing each other for a dime See how their minds are controlled and then programmed to commit the most wickedest of crime Watch dem as the sell their souls, lining up one at a time Watch dem as they lose their minds… Far from divine Watch dem as their lust for doe surely makes them victims Watch dem as their love for money causes them to end up serving the system

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9. Reparations We need to be paid for all the work that we have done, I mean you had us working so hard on the plantations and it wasn’t fun. We need to be paid for being the backbone of all of your European cities and towns Which we built for you as you held and kept us down. We need to be paid because we have, even more work to do We need to rebuild up back our Motherland, just because of you We need to be compensated for all of what you put us through We need reparations NOW!, even though no amount of money could ever do We need to be paid in full, as we’re all about to repatriate We need to be paid all monies due because YOU decided to hate We need to be paid the monies owed for all of what you stole, our Diamonds, oil, precious stones, minerals and our Gold. We need to be paid for all the people that you stole and caused to become homeless, as they were bought off and sold and left to live without premises and or premiss We need to be paid to try to repair the damage already done, for the hellocust of yesteryear of antiquity’s children of the sun.

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10. Freedom My mind is free, then so am I, that’s why physical freedom is a must. My mind is free, but the traps are set, still in all things good I trust Freedom is a state of mind for each individual to perceive You can free your mind and soul today, if only you believe The road to freedom is sometimes rocky yet still, the path is there Nothing comes easy to everyone, so for now, hard times we bear No shackles on my feet today yet I’m treated like a slave I have no plans to revert and act as though I once lived in caves My ancestors taught me to live in the light; they also taught me to be true To stand up always for my rights never giving in to you They lifted me in times of struggle, claiming me as their child They knew the heart of Man is wicked yea wicked as well as wild I saw before my very eyes and witnessed what they do They have no love within their hearts, nope, none for me nor you Now they have us stranded here like orphans, with no hope They’re taking all the things they do to us for granted it’s a joke

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11. Love If true love lasts for evermore, then this love will never die. I swear by love, I live for love to love and for love I cry. Deep inside me beats a heart, filled with love that’s real. Many have tried to take my love, my heart they have tried to steal. The one who wins my heart will say that he is truly blessed As I will give it all to him, true love, real love and nothing less Trickery cannot make me love a man I don’t desire My love is not for sale, so this heart he can’t acquire I have seen so many things that make me ask the question why, love does not exist because to some it does not apply. The love of self is the greatest love, so I’ll just love myself, coz if I have no love for me, then how can I love anyone else? Love life, love self love everything you can, Mother Nature loves you unconditionally, and for you she gatta plan. You were born to live in love, so live up in humility, let you deeds reflect the way you live for all to see.

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12. Wake Up… As we see the ethical standards of our world around us, begin to collapse, don’t you see that it’s a sign? Check yourselves, this may be your last chance, ca, you are surely running out of time. Time they say is the master because time can always tell, but if you don’t wake up in time, then time will begin to ring you like a bell. Some call it the “Gideon”, or “Prophecy”, that which is being witnessed now. Warriors rise to the occasion; weak hearts simply choose to bow. Out of the equation, scared stiff, I’m like WoW! It’s as though they have forgotten, they don’t seem to remember how. In the last dayz, while this mighty Devil is on the loose, I see him nurturing ones and ones, just like de Old Mother Goose. He is continuously seeking to buy souls, every single day, it’s a shame but its tha truth, even his own disciples he’s prepared to slay. Vote for me! Vote for me! Or be a part of what I am. He says that he is your friend, he lied… it’s all a scam. Anarchy on the streets again it’s the, standard everyday norm. Hating is now the number one tune, causing Lightning Thunder Earthquake and Storm! Throughout the Aeons, not much as changed, except the evolutionary nature of man’s spiritual self. He moralized his very own temple by taking on the sinning traits of that of which was alien to his spiritual health. When the Earth’s rotation stops, then there is no real time. It will cause the state of man to change, many, many will appear to seem blind. To know self is to adapt to Mother Nature’s time, she adores her offspring and to them, she is kind. As our journey continues, and as we trod openly throughout ireation. Of Jah beautiful coming world we see the wondrous manifestations. So be constantly real, and always remain true, because to live in unity cannot be such a hard thing to do. Remember, history recorded Antiquity, so just read it like a book… United we stood on the battlefield as we watched Babylon Shook!

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13. Who Am I Impossible to consciously know self and who I AM if surrounded by so much interference, Even though, I’m reminded of who I AM constantly, as the Matrix makes another shift in its appearance. Nowadayz no one no longer recognizes who they are anymore. Doesn’t it make you laugh when you see the rich try so hard to immediate the poor? What’s funnier still, to see how the poor pretend to be rich, even though they know the score, there is a glitch in their, Matrix, The Meek Shall Inherit The Earth, so it is said, but right now the Earth is Hot, ca it a run Red Born in a time where Man walks the Earth, with meaningful purpose, and on a mission that he is slowly waking up to, that of which was ordained from his birth. But through trickery and with the remote control over unsuspecting minds, Babylon use her craft to contaminate the Divine. Now this bright young spark has lost his say, my little brother now start move in a funny way. What was it that led him astray? Left without choice, I am forced to trod a road laced with pain, the only solace I know is when Jah comfort I with the Sun, the Moon the Stars and the Rain, You are trying to take me away from self, hoping that I too would forget who I AM, but again, throughout all the pain, I always will remember …that… we… Suffer to Reign.

Too busy being busy, no time for self or for being still. As I tirelessly endeavour to do I Masters will. Babylon set it up for I this way, me check seh is a game a play, constantly telling me which way to go, violating I space with misleading info. Yea these propaganda machines purposely built to just churn out confusion. Red a Red Hot! Babylon you’re leading Jah Children astray with Disillusion! Technology; We watch it as it warps and drains the life energy source of young minds, Minds that are Divine and that were designed to shine, like the stars that bless us with their presence for us to know and see that we are one iniversually. So while naturally blocking atmospheric technological frequency interference waves, designed to slow you down at will. Seek Overstanding and Knowledge else your Wisdom be nil. Who AM I? Now... I know who I AM; I AM just a very small part of a Greater Whole that makes up That I AM. Makeda Love Copyright ©® 2008 – 2009 [email protected]

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