You can find me at the rivers edge, the sweet taste of honey on my lips, life is bitter~est..when Chola's pissed...The force of a train comin atcha 100 miles and runnin, forged from iron, u can melt me, meld me, beat me, pound me..ahhh, but u will NEVER break me. An Nfumbe's whisper in your ear, the cold blade of machetes edge along ur spine..with my secrets I can blind you or bind you, enlighten you or set u free, my drums will wake u in the night and you and ur ancestors will dance a mambo...Kindiambo Kuenda??(Mos Def:)I stretch my arms towards the sky like blades of tall grass,
The sun beat between my shoulders like carnaval drums.
I sat still in hopes that it would help my wings grow
So then I could really be fly.
And then she arrived.
Like daybreak inside a railway tunnel,
like the new moon,
like a diamond in the mines,
like high noon to a junker,
Sudden…
She made my heart beat in the now, now time signature,
her skin a canvas for ultra violet brush strokes.
She was the sun’s painting,
she was a deep cogniac color,
her eyes sparkle like lights along the new city,
her lips purst as if her breath was too sweet and full for her mouth to hold.
I said:
“You are the beautiful distress of mathmatics,â€
I said:
“For you, I will peel open the clouds like new fruit,
and give you lightning and thunder as a dowry,
I will make the sky shed all of it’s stars like rain,
and I will clasp the constellations across your waist,
and i will make the heavens your keep.
And they will be pleased to cover you,
they will be pleased to cover you,
May i please… cover you……please…
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