Such a cut throat, egotistical world,
Nobody cares when you cry,
Or
Bother to wipe the tears from your eyes,
I weep every single night,
And
You expect me to be nice,
I’ve become so cold inside,
I grieve for human life,
Everyday, every single time,
There is no time to heal or reflect,
No time to grieve or reminisce,
We’re living in a war zone,
Yet people are so blinded by the mist.
-Orane
Art 4 Life Poetry 4 Life Thug 4 Life
Black Power
You are my luminous,
Mysterious twin moon,
You’re carved in my heart,
My soul you have consumed,
Shining bright at night,
Obliterating all gloom,
My Love,
You are my luminous twin moon,
The sun lits your orb, passionately with smooth,
With feminine energy divine,
And
The cosmic fuse,
So,
Spiritually aligned with the universe’s rule,
Calmness of my mind,
Grounding of my soul,
Your essence represents the presents,
The past and the future,
In space-time continuum.
You bring tranquil to the ocean,
Healing of Mankind,
Transformation of your moon,
Creates eternal life,
You are immortalized as reincarnated beings,
Hypnotizing my eyes like the tractor beams,
My Love,
You are my luminous twin moon 🌙🌙
Without the moon,
Life would seize to exist,
Without you.
It takes 28 days, for the moon’s orbit around the earth,
And
It takes 28 days, for the female’s menstraul cycle completion.
As mysterious as this may be, there is a reason for this in African’s cosmology.
-Orane
Art 4 Life. Poetry 4 Life. Thug 4 Life.
Become one with mother nature,
Become one with the force,
Become one with the light,
Become one with the sun,
Become one with the moon,
Engulfed in the dark, parallel universe imbalance,
Become one with you,
Become one with God,
Become one with the stars,
Become one with your inner thoughts,
Become one with Aurora Borealis,
Become one with your ancestors,
Become one, become one, become one,
Become one with the universe,
Trust your intuitions,
Become spiritual,
Become right,
Become wrong to achieve right,
From a certain point of view,
Become one with your mind,
Become one with your subconscious mind,
Become one with humanity,
Become one with living with a purpose,
Become one with dying with a purpose,
Become one with space,
Become one with time,
Become one, become one, become one
-Orane
Art 4 life Poetry 4 life Rastafari
My dark beautiful melanin skin,
A true descendant of a Black Royalty Queen,
In the midst of Egypt, looking for my Egyptian Queen,
The journey seem so endless,
Countless of sand dust, breaking my skin,
I’m determined like a snake, surviving in this sin,
The sahara sand viper, as witty as it is,
Tried to bite me with its venemous teeth,
A beautiful reptile with the sound of a hiss,
Fearlessness succumbs my spirit,
My mind sprung wings,
I killed the snake with my intelligence,
Cutting it into smithereens,
I stand bold with my khopesh sword,
Given to me by my ancestors,
10 kilometers away, i saw a sandstorm,
The sun rise at the east
And
Set at the west,
I made haste west to Alexandria City,
A city so ancient and beautiful like the Egyptian hieroglyphs,
A vision in my past had led me to believe,
That my one and truly love would be seen,
I look left, I look right, and in my mind,
Will I find my yin?
How can I find my Queen in this lost city?
Oh Amun-Ra, I need your assist,
I meditated, until the universe gave me a sign,
This luminous, fluorescent spirit was omnipresent,
I opened my eyes, and there lies,
A magnetic cosmic energy befolds me,
I’ve prayed for a Black Queen,
She prayed for a Black King,
If woman are Goddesses,
You cant tell me that God is not Feminine,
We took a trip to the pyramids of Giza,
There truly lies African’s Kings and Queens
We stair at each other in the eyes,
Law of Magnetism,
Her lips so kissable, so mystical like the Egyptian pyramids,
We kissed and make out on the sands,
And in the winds,
The scorpions watching us meticulously,
She biting my lip, it starts to bleed,
I’ve never made love like this,
Raw passion – love metamorphosis,
She turned her back towards me,
Her thick thighs glued on me,
Her gypsy wine, trini wine, jamaican defined,
Wining on me in a melodic, rhythmic twist
Her coacoa melanin skin,
Blind me like the eye of Ra,
So soft like a silk,
She dancing to Popcaan – Falling in Love in-sync,
She holds my head, while I hold her hips,
Wining on me like inhalemee,
The starry night unfolds, our love roars,
The moonlight lit our love galore,
We making passionate love, in the presence of Hathor,
I’m just a sucka for Love !
-Orane
Art 4 Life Poetry 4 life Thug 4 Life
Black Power
My beautiful queen star,
Here all aligns the beautiful stars in the sky,
Some big, some small and bright,
But that one star was specially made,
Some scientist can’t figure out it’s physical characteristics & phase,
Wondering why it was created,
The people are so gravitated towards this beautiful queen star,
Saying: woow… look at that pure beautiful star, it fills me with such joy from a far, long live the queen star, God is watching us from lunar,
This beautiful queen star was created for a reason,
But the queen star has to go through it’s own journey to figure that out,
The queen star is loved by humans & mother nature on earth,
But hated by the other stars & planets in the galaxy,
The queen star didn’t know it’s very true purpose,
And through all the pain and heartbreak,
The queen star have to pray to God for the strength to carry on,
Every cell, every human being, every stars & every planet has a purpose & a God’s given gift,
There purpose is to use their God’s given gift to bring balance in the galaxy,
On Planet Earth, humans are killing themselves senselessly,
Every man, woman and child are dying consistently,
The queen star is hurt watching in bafflement,
All the stars in the galaxy tried to get the humans attention,
But only a few stopped to look,
It took the beautiful queen star,
To gain all the human’s attention,
The beautiful queen star shines so bright,
All the planet, stars & meteorite were able to see,
All humans kneel down, when they saw the beautiful queen star,
Everywhere in the galaxy was humbled to witness such a unique star in the galaxy.
All the humans were crying, and had to come to their sense that there is a higher power out there,
This poem was created for the beautiful queen star,
It was sent from generation to generation to come,
“Look at that pure beautiful star, it fills me with such joy from a far, long live the queen star, God is watching us from lunar,”
-Orane
Poetry 4 Life
Where the fuck is my life going?
My mind is moving back & forth like i’m lawn mowing,
Watching the elders in the real world is uninspiring,
Some of you seem to live life with no purpose,
Is this really what life should be?
I have so much dreams i want to reach,
Hoping to make a huge impact on my legacy,
Where the fuck is my life going?
-Orane
Poetic Words
â™ Poetry 4 Life â™
Everybody loves Biggie,
But have you ever consider, what his mother went through that night,
Voletta Wallace, i cant imagine the pain you went through,
On March 9, 1997,
🎵Woman hold her head and cry
Cuz her son
Had been shot down in the street
And die🎵
Your heart♥beat went into a coma state,
At this rate, you try to remain strong, while staying on the phone,
Hoping that you heard it all wrong,
Your only son, a gift from God,
WHO TOOK MY SON AWAY ?
Tears cant numb your heart♥,
Resentment on the murderer, who sprayed the car,
At the age of 24, his precious breath was gone,
20 plus years has past, nobody know who shot Christopher,
His daughter and son is all thats left from his soul,
That stricken grief is like a pathogen inside your blood,
But the goodness grace of God kept you up,
How can a 24 year old be so powerful ?
His music influence the world,
I just turned 24 years old,
So young like Biggie and Tupac Shakur,
So much dreams i want to reach,
Hoping to fulfill my prophecy.
🎶
🎶
🎶 Biggie Biggie Biggie can’t you see
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid (uh) 🎶
🎶 Biggie Biggie Biggie (uh-huh) can’t you see (uh)
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (hypnotize)
And I just love your flashy ways (uh-huh)
Guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid (hah) 🎶
-The Notorious B.I.G
You just bop your head to these lyrics,
Age ain’t nothing but a number (Aaliyah)
Young people are stars, not gimmicks,
Tomorrow ain’t promise to no man.
-Orane
♥Poetry 4 Life♥
Christopher Wallace May 21, 1972 – March 9, 1997
Age: 24 years old
Can you visualize an ancient forest tree ?
Why doesn’t it seizes to exist ?
Winds blowing through it, creating a beautiful sound for the birds to sing,
As old as it might be,
Do you know what its purpose for ?
Each growth ring showcasing a story full of heart break and pure,
Why does mankind want to knock it down for their selfish soul ?
Would you appreciate it?
Because without it, how could we breathe ?
Why am i doing this?
It is not for egotistical means or capitalist scheme,
It’s because i have a calling to complete,
So when am gone in my white casket,
Sinking in the grave so deep,
My poetry shall be reincarnated inside of you,
So stay tuned!
-Orane
♥ Poetry 4 Life ♥
How can i articulate this story ?
So that my passion can be felt in this room like God’s glory,
On April 24th, 20 plus decades ago,
My mother gave birth to a BLACK revolutionary,Â
It takes a village to raise a child they say,
Yet, there is still a systematic issue evolving in every era,
Let me take a sip of my wata, Because its about to get raw,
BLACK are Intelligent,
BLACK are Powerful,
BLACK are Caring
BLACK are God-fearing
BLACK are innovators,
BLACK are revolutionaries,
BLACK are descendants of KINGS and QUEENS,
Can’t you see that we are unique ?
The light skin vs Dark skin issue need to STOP!! Men, why can’t we love our Black Queens ?
Why is there a favoritism in a lighter complexion or a dark skin ?
Our complexion was created by God like a craft man building a watch from scratch,
Appreciate your complexion because it holds a story full of conviction,
Don’t feel insecure about your complexion,
Because you are special in God’s eyes, just like Jesus Resurrection,
We should strive for diversity,
Please love your dark skin and light skin dearly,
We are barely surviving on our own,
Because of black and black crimes,
Why are we killing our own kind ?
Are we blind ?
Nobody seems to care about these issues,
Are you listening to me ?
Incest sex need to stop!!
Have you ever heard of Brenda’s Got A Baby by 2pac,
Why are the crooked Police killing us ?
Don’t you see we have enough,
Intimidation seems to be your side chick,
Along with your Gun being your side bitch,
Lets remove those two things and see what you have,
Another worthless witch,
What power do you have?
Remember that the power lies within the people,
What you give out, you get back, that a fact,
It is a struggle being BLACK,
We should love our Black nappy and mixed hair,
It is a evolution of our Black Kings and Queens,
I am willing to lose my breath for what i believe in,Â
Are you willing to lose yours ?
Stand for something or die in the morning,
Mr. Faith is keeping our dreams intact,
Angela Bassett still looks like a young lass,
That because BLACK don’t CRACK,
I am proud to be BLACK!!
The revolution will not be televised!!
Wakanda Forever!!
-Orane
♦Poetry4life♦
How can i articulate this story ?
So that my passion can be felt in this room like God’s glory,
On April 24th, 20 plus years ago,
My mother gave birth to a BLACK revolutionary,
It takes a village to raise a child they say,
But why is there a systematic issue evolving in every era?
Let me take a sip of my wata, Because its about to get raw,
BLACK are Intelligent,
BLACK are Powerful,
BLACK are Caring
BLACK are God-fearing
BLACK are innovators,
BLACK are revolutionaries,
BLACK are warriors,
BLACK are the Black Panther,
BLACK are descendants of KINGS and QUEENS,
Can’t you see that we are unique ?
This light skin vs Dark skin issue need to STOP!! Men, why can’t we love our Black Queens ?
Why is there a favoritism in a lighter complexion or a dark skin ?
Our complexion was created by God like a craft man building a watch from scratch,
Appreciate your complexion because it holds a story full of conviction,
Don’t feel insecure about your complexion,
Because you are special in God’s eyes, just like Jesus Resurrection,
We should strive for diversity,
Please love your dark skin and light skin dearly,
We are barely surviving on our own,
Becasue of the hate for ourselves,
Why are we killing our own kind ?
Are we blind ?
Nobody seems to care about these issues,
Unity=Strength,
Lets come together as one with a goal of self-determination,
Study the greats like Malcolm X and Tupac,
Look at what they have preach to us,
Are you listening to me ?
Because i’m about to go more deeper into it,
I’m tired of seeing the statistics of BLACKS being incarcerated,
The lack of diversity in the juror judicial system is bullshit,
They have no knowledge about our roots or where we come from,
Because of the stereotypes of BLACKS, they couldn’t careless about the facts,
Men, why are we raping our young girls,
You need to learn how to control your thirst,
By kneeling and praying to God first,
Why cant we date outside of our race ?
This era of dating have lots of space,
The heart wants what is wants,
Incest sex need to stop!!
Have you ever heard of Brenda’s Got A Baby by 2pac,
The story of Brenda getting rape by her cousin and she throw away her offspring in the litter,
It pains me to see the how low the world has gone to,
Police Brutality was one of the biggest trauma dealt towards the Black Panther,
Why are the crooked Police Officers killing us ?
Don’t you see we have enough,
Intimidation seems to be your side chick,
Along with your Gun being your side witch,
Lets remove those two things and see what you get,
Another worthless Bitch,
What power do you have?
Remember that the power lies within the people,
If they don’t respect you, they will cause some disruption in your life,
So you better protect your children and wife,
What you give out, you get back, that a fact,
We should have our head on our shoulder,
So that we don’t have to depend on welfare,
Just to make that clear,
Racism is still prevalent in the workforce,
It is a struggle being BLACK, but our ancestors has taught us how to persevere through the course,
We should love our Black nappy and mixed hair,
It is a evolution of our Black Kings and Queens,
What am i gonna leave for the next generation ?
To spark their brain to have a revolution against this stupid systematic situation,
I promise you that my seeds are gonna cause a rupture in this world,
Their voice alone will influence the people to have a diplomatic solution,
I am willing to lose my breath for what i believe in,
Are you willing to lose yours ?
Stand for something or die in the morning,
I have faith that these issue shall be long gone,
But the journey getting there will be like a Egyptian looking for a treasure in the Sahara desert,
Mr. Faith is keeping our dreams intact,
Angela Bassett still looks like a young lass,
That because BLACK don’t CRACK,
I am proud to be BLACK!!
The revolution will not be televised!!
Wakanda Forever!!
–Orane
♦Poetry4life♦
Powerful Spoken Words 