Darkness

The world is in darkness,

The universe embodies in darkness,

Black people are created in the darkness,

The black embryo nurtured in the darkness,

When we sleep, in the darkness,

The third eye, in the darkness,

The unseen, in the darkness,

Our dreams and visions first is manifested with-in the darkness,

To meditate, to hear God, feel God, within the darkness,

The creation was created in the darkness,

Emotions are felt within the darkness,

The beauty of life is mostly appreciated in the darkness,

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Black Power

Political Gangster Protest (Radical)

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Protest

Marching In, Marching Out,

Political Gangster without a doubt,

No justice, no peace,

Fuck the racist ass police,

We shouting it loud and clear,

We ain’t scared, we only have God to fear,

Protest are the voice of the unheard,

Over 400 years,

Yet you’ve never learned,

you better divert from your wicked ways,

Our voice will be echoed, to be used as a reverb,

We taking this gangbang shit to a whole different level,

You shall fall like the Great Babylon,

You shall fall like the Great Rome,

There is more of us than there is more of you,

The power ultimately lies within the people,

We organize, we multiply, we will survive,

We military minded, physically inclined,

Real definition of Power,

We equipped with the art of war like Sun Tzu,

Articulating our needs passionately,

No matter how rude,

Our marches creates earthquake around the globe,

you better bow down to God and us before the full moon,

Protest are the voice of the unheard,

If you don’t cooperate, bridges will be burned,

you better listen and learn,

We hungry with no clothes, uncertainties,

Robbing from the system of what they took from me,

So we loot,

If you shoot, we will come back 10x stronger,

R.I.P to all my fallen soldiers,

your death will not be in vain,

your in my heart until i hit the grave,

We will be rebellious like Nat Turner,

Playing this bluntly like the game of chess,

You are just pawns to fulfill our prophecy,

Rooks and Queens will be our legacy,

Move mysteriously like Makaveli,

Evidently, we will rise, rise, rise

Unite, and bust down Babylon,

We will be radical in our quest,

breaking your mind and your fence,

Armies gather together like the nest, swarm with bees,

Strategizing our move carefully,

If shoot us, kill us,

Political contract is broken,

The next generation will show no mercy,

Political prisoners inspire us to fight for freedom,

Even if we don’t see it in our lifetime,

Atleast we spark the mind,

From Afeni to Mutulu Shakur,

The struggle continues,

If you don’t listen, your economic power will be rescind,

Capitalism, you shall fall,

Colonialism, you shall fall,

Imperialism, you shall fall,

Facism, you shall fall,

Babylon, you shall fall,

Pump you fist like this,

Holla if ya hear,

(Pump, pump) if ya pissed, (2pac)

Marching In, Marching Out,

Political Gangster without a doubt,

No justice, no peace,

Fuck the racist ass police,

We shouting it loud and clear,

We ain’t scared, we only have God to fear,

-Orane

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Black Power

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  A protestor is being arrest by NYPD officers during clashes between police and demonstrators in Brooklyn, New York, May 30, 2020. (PHOTO: Amr Alfiky)

Bob Marley – War

My Future Love,

I like you,

I really, really like you,

I like admiring you,

Your eyes hypnotize my mind,

You drive me crazy inside,

I love your rich melanin skin,

It represents the goddess in you,

You are the manifestation of God,

Your voice seduces my thought,

Your energy is so magnetic,

So energetic, always make me laugh,

Your cute dimple is so unique to you,

You are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen,

You are a goddess to me!

If only you were my queen,

You would be my everything,

I have strong feelings for you,

I would sacrifice my life to be with you,

My insecurities put me in a maze,

The journey of self love is so mysterious,

I wish, I would kiss you,

Make love to you,

But I’m scared to get my heart broken,

I dont want to lose you,

I’m responsible for my own happiness,

But talking to you brings me so much joy,

I’m so scared of being in a relationship,

I’m so scared of being in love,

No matter what happen between us,

I will always be there for you,

I could be your friend till the end,

Be loyal to you, till I’m dead,

Take care of you like a man would,

What else does life has to offer?

-Your Secret Admire

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Black Woman

Black Woman, how powerful you are,

Every knee shall bow,

Every tongue confess of who you are,

Black Woman, you are Royalty

Following the lineage of Queen Nefertiti,

Showing immense beauty like Queen Cleopatra,

Black Woman, you are godesses,

In your kalasiris dress,

Every man is blinded by your feminine qualities,

Like Ma’at, the egyptian goddess,

Black Woman, you are a Empress,

Your mind is so sharp like Queen Aminatu,

The cosmic energy first flow through you,

You are mother nature,

Mother nature aligns with you,

You are nurturers, natural comforters

Warriors like Amanirenas,

When you weep, the earth cry,

When you rise, the sun shines,

Your complexion shines like the stars,

Your eyes full of convictions,

Black Woman, you are strong,

Your presence shift the dynamics of the universe,

Your words are empowering,

God is within you,

Without you, there is no future,

Without you, there is no life,

Black Woman, you are the mother of all human civilization,

You alone possesses the mitochondrial dna,

Called Eve Gene,

For every human being on this planet,

So when it mutates, all other types of human being come about,

Black Woman, you are phenomenal,

The real statue of liberty is a Black Woman,

The U.S rejected it for a indoctrinated liberty,

Why does the Pope bow down to the Black Madonna?

They worship it in secrecy,

You are the most disrespected, unprotected,

Neglected person on this planet,

Black Woman, we will protect you,

We love you, we will kill for you,

And

We will die 4 you,

🎶 I am black, I am proud,

Follow Assata Shakur and shout it out loud,

Black will always stand out in a crowd,

We are like the universe, dark, bright and bold,

We nuh stop cry fi all Black Woman!! 🎶

Black Power

-Orane

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The Scars of an Immigrant

The scars of an immigrant will make your heart decay,

But you wonder in time, will the pain fade away?

How painful it is to re-open the bandages?

My ancestors were kept as hostages,

This is not a blasphemy,

This poetry may touch your heart and make you feel uneasy,

Ever since the 17th century,

Colonizers have took my people from West Africa and curse them into slavery,

They say Christopher Columbus discover Jamaica,

Yet, they docked on the isle and found aboriginals,

They had one ambition in mind,

In search for gold and in the end, they fall short,

They bought their European diseases, making the tainos sick and poor,

They tortured and murdered all of the tainos,

Showing no mercy at their door,

They bought my people on their slavery ship,

And we were treated as their bitch,

My mother tongue had been stripped and replace with their colonial form,

They shoved their religion on to us with such remorse,

Colonizers murdered, belittled and raped my people,

I have no history as to where my ancestors came from or my tribe,

But in my own kind, we were traded for bribes,

Not knowing that we were descendants of royal pride,

I wonder, if the colonizers have knowledge of their own origin,

If they study, they will be astonish of whats inside their genetics,

Lets fast forward to the modern era,

The scars of an immigrant is as painful as a wheezing infant,

Migrating to a new country,

Hoping to have a better life for your family,

Uncertainty, keep chasing after you like a cassowary,

Having no friends or family to support you,

Having nobody that you can relate to,

In search for love, but the cultural shock make it difficult to push on,

Your native tongue is being made fun of,

Who can you trust?

Your heart is being stabbed by a dagger,

In need of unconditional love, but the culture is a dog eat dog world,

The corporate world scarred you for life, for being an outsider,

Resentment crossing your mind like a virus,

In need of someone to talk to, but who is willing to listen?

To my pain….. To my struggles…..

The struggle of an immigrant continues…..

Maybe, a word of prayer and faith, so that god can pave a way,

The scars of an immigrant will make your heart decay,

But you wonder in time, will the pain fade away?
The official seal of the country was never designed to reflect our presence, only that of the European immigrants. The seal and the constitutions reflect the thinking of the founding fathers, that this was to be a nation by White people and for White people. Native Americans, Blacks and all other non-White people were to be the burden bearers for the real citizens of this nation.

-Minister Louis Farrakhan

-Orane

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Regret

Regret, Regret, Regret,

I’ve been saying that word a lot lately,

Let me see if i can break it down creatively,

You see, every experience come with a trial and a blessing,

Every smiles that made, every cries that made, every breath that taken,

But do you believe that everything happen for a reason?

Do you believe that our life has been written and prophesied?

In the old testament, Jesus’s birth and crucifixion has been written and had come to past,

Why is that?

Why does regret sounds like a poison in our ears and put us in fear?

I’ve regretted a lot of things in my life,

I regret coming to this country,

I regret my past mistakes,

I regret taking the Aviation Program in my school,

I regret my families meeting my love,

I regret leaving my mother and sisters,

But did God written this to come to past?

I know that life is a journey,

I know that i’m humble, wise & grounded,

I know that my body, mind and soul are earthly,

But should regret be uttered consistently?

Because if everything didn’t happen for a reason,

What is Life?

Regret, Regret, Regret,

You always come out of my mouth with such revenge,

I tried to repent, repent, repent

But your presence is as vulgar as the Nazi’s extermination inside the barbed wire fence,

-Orane

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Biggie (Dedicated to Voletta Wallace)

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.

🎶

­Uh, uh, uh, c’mon

Hah, sicka than your average
Poppa twist cabbage off instinct
Niggas don’t think shit stink, pink gators,
My Detroit players
Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there ery’night
Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos
Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
Do something to us, talk go through us
Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (hehehe)
Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 (Take that, take that, take that, haha!)
Bang every MC easily, busily
Recently niggas frontin ain’t sayin’ nuttin’ (nope) so I just
Speak my piece, (c’mon) keep my piece
Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps
Packin’, askin’ who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it

🎶

🎶 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

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Christopher Wallace May 21, 1972 – March 9, 1997

Age: 24 years old

Why am I doing this ?

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

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Appreciation

I appreciate all women of all skin colors and races,

I appreciate all of  your beautiful faces,

Ever since God created woman in the beginning,

The earth has been appreciative by raising the sun every morning,

You are God’s greatest blessing to the universe and mankind,

Your presence alone is like the sun, which can turn an unworthy man to be blind,

Let us rewind in the first century time, when Adam was blessed to have Eve in his life,

Without Eve, he was just a man,

With Eve at his right side, he was made into a King,

Without you and God, we are nothing in this world,

With your intellectual mind, your perseverance when giving birth is like no other,

You are a warrior like T’challa’s bodyguard in the Black Panther,

You are twice as intelligent as the architecture of the Egyptian Pyramids,

Your charismatic spirit holds mankind updraft,

Your physical attributes is God testimonies of his art & craft,

Holding your hand is always so soft,

Your elegant eyes would make us pause to see if we were soulmates that was lost,

I love you all,

You are appreciated.

-Orane

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Black (Short)

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, 

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, 

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

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