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Blue Vs Black

This area is too trendy now

Urban gentrification

Olympic regeneration

Hair salons popping up like cowboys

Another bodge job under the bonnet

Mind the barnet

Pop the hoody

Lets see whats inside…

The Truth

And nothing but the truth

Is what everyone’s afraid of

Being real

The not so scary big deal

Everyone’s way too comfortable being fake

Rather you than me mate

Pop goes the hip hop

Straight to the hearts

Of the one love collective neighbourhood

Spinning hip hop rhymes

Uplifting the youth culture in narrow minded times

Out of touch governments pushing up crime

Legalised riots causing sorrow and pain just to take up your time

Life changing distractions playing with your easily brainwashed mind

So that you’ll forget that you can see, exactly

The perfectly positioned, blatant in your face, conspiracy

Don’t let the naive pampered ignorance of the Tory blues

Grind you, nose-dive spiral down

Don’t rise to the anger, don’t wear a frown

Even if inner city urban survival is far from fun

Go for the home run

Step up with your steel capped, sharpened like a blade, quick wit minds

For they are the ones who are really blind

The clueless minority

Blinded by their greed

Trying to maintain their control over the majority

Clinging on by their materialistic fingernails

Whispering: I’m alright Jack

Get your own ladder

Blue vs black

Don’t look back

 

Blue Vs Black: http://ipoem.wordpress.com/2011/08/15/blue-vs-black/

Posted August 15, 2011 by iPoem 
 

Cheese and Wine

You’re so freakin’ flakey FAKE

I’m so fed up wid choo

And you and YOU!

Mr/Mrs Superficial ‘I’m down wid dat crew’

Mr/Mrs Fraud its official

Why would I ever entrust you

With the care or consideration of my heart

Step away move along now ain’t nothing to see

Cos mutual respect and human dignity

Don’t grow on trees

And neither nor, would it seem does ‘Common Decency’

Anymore

So I’m changing the record, scenery, view

Tired of you n yours

Rainy dark clouds obscuring my big wide blue

But maybe you’ll never quite figure it out in time

Maybe you’re jus’ better off

Sticking wid da same old mouldy cheese and wine

Mr/Mrs Tease my ego just a bit more please

Mmm, Mr/Mrs Right there!

Push it for me daddy/baby, har-der

Mr/Mrs Ice cold too tight

If the shoe don’t fit

See ya laters, bye bye and good night

Hope the bed bugs don’t much in the ass BITE! 

 

Cheese and Wine: http://ipoem.wordpress.com/2011/08/12/cheese-and-wine

Posted August 13, 2011 by iPoem 
 

The Second Coming

The second coming is not any one man or a woman

Its the explosion of collective consciousness

When the hearts of men and women are opened and awakened

When the ability to respond (response-able) is greater than to react

When closing the door in separateness doesn't sit well anymore

When one realises that what you do to another

Actually you do unto one's own Self

For when one rises above the arrogance of the ego

One realises that in a Universe of infinite possibilities

Developing compassion means no longer taking anything as personal

For now the 'I' is no longer alone, is a valuable member of the collect-i-ve

The more people on the Planet there are

The more weird, wonderful and surreal

Everyone's projections / reflections are gonna get

You're going to have no choice but to open to your divine potential

Because the pain of staying the same will be greater than that of change

Its humanity's destiny to evolve

As a species

Beyond the comfort zone

To awaken to the God / Goddess Self

To open to your inner Buddah, Krishna, Christ

Inspirational role models who demonstrated by example

How to work together to heal the self, each other, the Planet

How to redefine beliefs, change perspective, forgo judgments

Allow for emotional, psychological and spiritual evolution

Love and accept the unloveable within the self and each other

Forgiveness, everyday

For no one person is free until we all are

And consciousness is a choice

Like a Yes or a No

As simple as binary

To a one from a zero

From an off to an On

Like a chain of dominoes

A viral infection

Of enlightenment

A collosal global cognition

Of conscious Understanding integrated into Being

Integrated into our everyday choices

Training the ego, the heart and the mind

To align as one

Takes time and practice

But it can and shall be done

 


 


Posted July 30, 2011 by iPoem 
 

Invisible

And what if Jesus came back next time as a Woman?

Would the world notice, acknowledge, recognise or listen to Her?

Or would She either be murdered, imprisoned or humiliated?

Like Nobel Peace laureate Aung San Suu Kyi under house arrest

Or Jill Dando shot in the head

Or Princess Dianna, murder disguised as accident

Or Maryiln Monroe, murder disguised as suicide

Or Joan of Arc, burned at the stake

Or Like Mary Magdalene

The victim of the world's worst smear campaign 

Behind every great man is a great woman

She was probably Jesus' Raison D'Etre

She had her own gospels and her own following

Her love for Him was probably His inspiration

To go the extra mile

But erased from History

Tarred as a prostitute

This amazing woman of wisdom and compassion

The woman that Jesus loved

Became invisible

Her own power used against Her

Some idea of what it feels like to be a powerful woman

In a man's world

Forgotten, as if She never existed

Posted July 25, 2011 by iPoem 
 

DanceHeart

Just shut up and dance

Cos dancing is like kissing

Without actually kissing

And dancing and kissing

Is like having sex

Without actually having sex

And all three together

Well, is like Heaven on Earth

Hell yeah! You betcha sweet ass!

Maintain all that

Holy Trinity Love Tao

Without engaging the ego

And its all sorted! Forever and ever Amen again

And into infinity already Damn!

 

Posted July 15, 2011 by iPoem 
 

God Consciousness

Something to do with not having had ones mother's full attention

Whether it be due to reluctancy, complacency, youthful immaturity

Alcoholism, addiction, low self esteem, poverty 

Ignorance, illness or blatant self absorbed narcissism

Inhibits one from developing

The sense of internalised parenting

Which carries one forwards in life

A level of emotional immaturity can set in

Perhaps as an intense desire for escapism

From the unbearable crisis of reality

Downright refusal to face ones darkest fear

Worst night mare

Of isolation and rejection

Like monsters lurking underneath the bed at night

Leave on the light!

Dig those heels in!

And yet every dark cloud has a silvery lining

After the rain must come shine

Maybe too much rain has fallen

On one who's shoulders, so young

Years robbed of precious childhood

Innocent time squandered

But like the blind

Who heighten their sense of touch and sound

So too can those who to 'Love's honour' felt duty-bound

To love others who did not do their best

Who could not see the value or benefit

And so if you can surf that tube of turbulence

 

And come out intact through the other end  

 

Then the prize of hindsight, jewels of wisdom

 

Can serve on the path of the wounded healer

 

To emancipate others from similar emotional pain

 

To leave behind the bondage of the past

 

Enfeeblement through sentiment

 

For what has been, once was, cannot come to pass again

 

Each moment is unique and therefore priceless

 

Hence the notion of the Present

 

The irreplaceable gift of Now

 

And another new now, and now again

 

Is a constant renewal

 

When sponsored by thoughts of love and compassion

 

Emanations of honnourable intention

 

To embody and become manifest

 

From the inside out and out and on and Om and Aum...

 

Raising the collective vibration is ones elevated duty

 

As a conscious human being

 

A being of love and expansiveness

 

In harmony with mother nature, the universe

 

And all of humanity

 

Ascension to the next dimension

 

A natural tendency towards forgiveness and open heartedness

 

For the self and everyone else

 

Love thy neighbour as thyself

 

Love, accept, know thyself well enough to extend

 

Your ever expanding self worth to all kingdoms

 

Animal, mineral, vegetable and human

 

There is no short cut to experience

 

Diamonds are formed under intense pressure

 

 

 

Posted June 27, 2011 by iPoem