SOMEWHERE.

[SHAKA ZULU]

somehwere i have never travelled,gladly beyond

any experience,your eyes have their silence:

in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,

or which i cannot touch because they are too near

 

your slightest look easily will unclose me

though i have closed myself as fingers,

you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens

(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

 

or if your wish be to close me,i and

my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,

as when the heart of this flower imagines

the snow carefully everywhere descending;

 

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals

the power of your intense fragility: whose texture

compels me with the colour of its countries,

rendering death and forever with each breathing

 

(i do not know what it is about you that closes

and opens;only something in me understands

the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)

nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands.

By:SHAKA ZULU.

[Oddz-of-Men]

Waking up with hunger, living with anger.

Waiting for my number, living with wonder.

Speaking my heart hearing my fear thinking my demond is getting near.

 

Two words cross each other...

Protecting image and face is a passport.

Love hurts, hate is force; so dont bother.

One heard, "toss this in your mother".

One word soo bad tossing, flipping out my temper.

Evil sets in, playing the Reff-

I cool but end up to be the fool-

Thinking I can school, I go Deff-

Hear nothin' see blurry...

Heart beat racing my blood pressure rising-

My eyes in anger, temperature raising-

 

I life my pants from sackin' down-

Tight my belt buckles.

I lift my nucles.

Swing-Swing-Swing till I feel nothing but air.

Swing till I hear, STOP-STOP- this is not fair.

Swing.

Over swong now he pulling a heater

Plans to leave me as for ever resting sleeper

 

I pull mine out, blow his mind out

Get nine loud

Go all out

KILL

MURDER

SPEND A LIFE

4get looking at me the wrong way

See me the wrong way and lose ya life