The Rosetta Stone
The Rosetta Stone,
The mother tongue,
Logue, longue, league;
Ghetto queen!
Colleague, tongue, rogue, brogue;
But, i am inspired by your works.
Floor, flour, four, fair, far!
Like a letter from my beloved one;
Farm, form, from, film, firm!
Whiff,
Whey,
Fill, full, foil, fell, fail, free!
Wheeze,
Whelp,
Fee, face, fence, fight, flight, freedom!
Ghetto king!
Argue, morgue, rogue, drogue;
Wheezy,
Way, whey!
Under the tree of freedom;
Whet, wet!
Through the sea,
Seraph,
And like your lovely words to revive my soul.
Serge,
Bride, bridge!
Ambit,
She just went down that quick!
Ambiguity,
Like Louis River;
Art and culture!
With seminars and exhibitions.
Terror teenager!
Aims and objectives;
To develop,
To attack! !
Of a focus,
With an association;
Breast, abreast!
Between the waters,
But, from one woman and one man came many!
Curds, cords!
There is no feelings of it;
So, you can just forget it! !
Chords, cords, curds, surds, lords, bods, fords;
And, like the windows of the forest.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Steal Away
Is just that ghetto ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
Is just that ghetto ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
We still ghetto ghetto
Ghetto ghetto
I've been thinkin lately baby
Maybe we should layin tonight
I would ?? paper was crazy
Music if is wrong I feel this right
Maybe we can make sweet love
Cause I know we feel so good
And more of two we escape this pressure
You know what? We should
Steal away
song performed by by Mary J Blige from No More Drama
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Freedom is yours
Take a look at your life
Round it up from right to left
left to right
left I might
Never look back
Pull up your pride
attack at its head
bring up the fight
Fight for the freedom
Freedom is yours
If you choose to take it
Freedom is yours
Never doubt you'll make it
Freedom is yours
Freedom is yours
Suburban ghetto prisons
It's all the same
Living up to community visions
Like we're all the same
Change your name
Release the pain
Strike fear in your opponents and make them curse the day you came
The time is now to step forward and keep your balance
The moment to improve your talents
Freedom is yours
You have to remember freedom is yours
Dip in the pool you choose
You're not the first one to break loose
Remove the chains
Forget all you know about the don'ts and do's
Be insane
Remove the chains
Freedom is yours
Freedom is yours
You have to remember freedom is yours
Walk Like An Egyptian
All the old paintings on the tombs
They do the sand dance don't you know
If they move too quick (oh whey oh)
They're falling down like a domino
All the bazaar men by the Nile
They got the money on a bet
Gold crocodiles (oh whey oh)
They snap their teeth on your cigarette
Foreign types with the hookah pipes say
Ay oh whey oh
song performed by by Bangles
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Young Anne in a barn cleaning turds
Said: A-whey to the milk with the curds.
Quoth the Bard in surprise:
As the new moon doth rise
My Anne Hathaway with new wurds.
quote by by Margaret Kollmer
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Set Me Free
You operate and motivate on synthetic fuel
you're Mother Nature and an atom bomb
As long as you're kept full of pretty bodies
your little secret will be safe with me
around again insane again
it somes again it sets me free
so set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
Your kept alive and polarized with one thing in mind,
metabolizin' everything that you see
but now and then or a little later
now I'm gonna take you down with me
Around again insane again
she comes again it sets me free
so set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
so set me free
set me free
'cuase I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So, take me down
take me down, down, down, down
take me down, take me down
So, take me down
take me down, down, down, down
take me down, take me down
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
song performed by by Velvet Revolver
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Glanzer
Records, cords, lords, words, swords, fords!
But do warm up and meet me at the corner;
For, there is a natural mystic flowing in the air.
Ponder, wonder, fonder, bonder, yonder!
And like the muse of Glanzer your lover;
But, try to listen to this natural mystic,
For, it is all about your love in the village.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Nasty Ghetto
I was looking for love
In all the right places
He was flirting with me
And Lord I had to flirt back
And I fell in love
Right there on the dance floor, yeah
But baby don't you know that I know that you like it like that
He got caught in a nasty ghetto
He got caught in a nasty ghetto
He turned my frown right upside down yeah
He was looking so fine I had to say 'baby get in line' yeah
The beat was jumping and his hands were moving along me yeah
But baby don't you know that I know you ain't got it like that
He got caught in a nasty ghetto
He got caught in a nasty ghetto
He got caught in a nasty ghetto
He got caught in a nasty ghetto
Come on pretty baby can't you hear what I say
You gotta like it like that, liking my way
Come on pretty baby can't you hear what I say
You gotta like it like that, liking my way
I was searching for love, ooh
In all the right places
He was staring at me
I found myself staring right back yeah
And I fell in love
Right there on the dance floor, yeah
But baby don't you know that I know that you like it like that
But baby don't you know that I know that you like it like that
(That you like it like that, that, that, that...)
He got caught in a nasty ghetto
He got caught in a nasty ghetto
He got caught in a nasty ghetto
But baby don't you know that I know that you like it like that
But baby don't you know that I know that you like it like that
But baby don't you know that I know that you like it like that
song performed by by Sugababes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Niggy Nuts
It's for the ghetto..
For the ghetto (uh) for the ghetto (yeah)
It's for the ghetto (uh) man it's for the ghetto (yeah)
It's for the ghetto (uh) it's for the ghetto (yeah)
It's for the ghetto (uh) man it's for the ghetto (yeah)
[LL Cool J]
Leanin dipped in rocks
song performed by by LL Cool J from 10
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Whose Freedom?
Freedom, freedom, freedom!
Whose freedom?
My freedom, your freedom, our freedoms;
Like e thousand times of a cry in a land!
Yes, they rule with iron-hand but,
We have to obey always;
A rule with an iron fist but,
We have to be the subjects always;
Whose freedom?
Look around you,
It is full of colours;
My freedom, your freedom, their freedoms!
Freedom, freedom, freedom! ! !
We nedd freedom than these shackles.
Whose freedom?
Free-free-free! Freedom to my people! !
Which people?
My people, your people, our peoples;
Have mercy on them and rule them with care.
We need freedom around us,
Whose freedom?
See the type of governments around you;
The people's freedom with an iron fist!
Tell me if all is well.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The mute singer
She cut out her tongue
So she could sing
Those unheard songs
sung
She cut out her tongue
So silently
She could unspeak herself
Free, from prison words
She cut out her tongue
So that her soul could catch the light
And let it run
Through her body transparent
Prism shining out
She cut out her tongue
To free her self
From her self
Completion
Knitted under the skin of silence
Flying unseen
Into unexplored horizons
Without
Mother
Country
Point of
Trace
She cut out her tongue
To see the eyes
Behind the face
yvette m smith sept 08
poem by Yvette Smith
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Just Another Black Child In The Ghetto
Cerdic a 7 year old boy got killed last night
but no one seems to care he is just another black child in the ghetto.
Janet 6 she got raped by one of the men her mom had her call uncle
but once again nobody cares just another black child in the ghetto.
Ahmid, can barely read and write and he's 13
but you know who cares he's just another black child in the ghetto.
Cyndi about to be a mother and she just a child of 15 herself
but she'll blend in with the others just another black child in the ghetto.
It is time for us to pay attention to the Cedric's, Janet's, Ahmid's and Cyndi’s so the children know of the ghetto that they are more than just another black child in the ghetto.
Law Is Freedom
Law is freedom
Not a kind of fake made freedom
Or an abusive wild freedom
Not a narrow minded follower
Or blurred ruler
Law is freedom
A freedom that obeyed
With full consciousness and responsibility
A freedom to do and to not do
And know the consequences
Law is freedom
A solid freedom
Not a tool of terror
A freedom to live
Not to conquer it
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Time Will Tell
Ghetto life,
Ghetto pain,
Ghetto dreams;
The vision is still in progress.
Of challenges,
Towns of sorrow;
But life still moves on.
Mission in progress,
Heart of love;
This is the message to the Big People.
Earth, Wind and Fire!
Earth, Roots and Water! !
This is a message to the Small People;
Like, the thirty pieces of gold.
From man to woman,
From woman to baby,
Thirty pieces of silver;
Time will surely tell one day but,
Time is still longer than a rope.
Moving on,
Life is like thirty pieces of bronze;
So, don't let the glasses fool you.
Just one size,
Just one wear,
Just one move,
Just one time,
Just one shot,
Time will surely tellone day.
Ghetto life,
Ghetto people;
Time will tell.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Gods Garden Of Sunshine
Our way-would calling?
Star pulsed, lover.
'Who's hearts a purple emperor?
Teased-out of a milk-white flower'
Churned into curds and whey,
Whose rosy, nothingness…
In conclave, owlets flicker.
Does intern, lead us away…?
Shouldn't I who am lassoed plunge talons?
Like a dandelions root.
Shouldn't I blow with these waxing-suns?
Shouldn't I beak-split tear—apart
Her gossamer: She; whom hemps a moon.
Shouldn't I be the one—who?
With tapper alights her inert womb.
Simply put: Shouldn't I dive for pearls?
Or pan loves untold-gold: No, I just won't
Or can't be led 'foolhardy' downstream.
'Or be so cold or so dishonestly, headstrong.
No, I shall walk faithfully loyal full-stop.'
Besides you beside, deaths black-dog,
On-leash as if I was just newly born.
Like some kind of cocksure bullfrog
Isn't this and that? The way of it all…
Star pulsed, lovers.
The way a poets tongue must rock!
Isn't this and that? Our way-would calling?
God, willing… We won't all be summonsed
Or subpoenaed; for that one last regret.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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America
NOR force nor fraud shall sunder us! O ye
Who north or south, on east or western land,
Native to noble sounds, say truth for truth,
Freedom for freedom, love for love, and God
For God; O ye who in eternal youth
Speak with a living and creative flood
This universal English, and do stand
Its breathing book; live worthy of that grand
Heroic utterance—parted, yet a whole,
Far yet unsever’d,—children brave and free
Of the great Mother-tongue, and ye shall be
Lords of an empire wide as Shakespeare’s soul,
Sublime as Milton’s immemorial theme,
And rich as Chaucer’s speech, and fair as Spenser’s dream.
poem by Sydney Thompson Dobell
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Rise Of The Enchanted
Enchanted words, and enchanted saying, enchanted words that has no meaning. Enchanted words that goes afar, enchanted saying that brings you to the stars. Rise of the enchanting is beautiful as my Lord, for it is as seeing into a woman's eyes, and love at first sight, everything is now on one accord. This is the freedom men as spoken of the freedom to be, enchanted with the mind for all to see. For as others have tried many have surpassed, the diverse mind that comes with many tests. What is the enchantment of which you so humbly speak, for it is freedom, the freedom of the meek. For I am enchanted but holding back I shall, until I show my true feelings for one I can appeal. I am enchanting and I am free, but not free to be, as tough it is my ecstasy, but I have the freedom, because freedom is free, but not enchanted I may not be, for to be free I have to be enchanted, because to be enchanted is to be free. May I be enchanted grant me thee, shall I be enchanted, shall I be free, for this is my rise, this is my plea, this is my enchantment I always wanted to see, the enchantment within me, my rise of enchanting, the enchantment for all to agree, because finally I am free.
poem by Augustus Gatlin
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Kiss Me Red
I could paint your picture in the sky tonight
Your lipstick on the moon it shines so bright
Baby its full and white
Honey its full tonight
(chorus 1)
So kiss me red
Kiss me rogue
Kiss me rough
Kiss me smooth
Oh..
I could paint your picture in my room tonight
Your bodys on my mind its clear and bright
Oh but youre far away
And what I wouldnt pay
(chorus 2)
To kiss you red
Kiss you rogue
Kiss you rough
Kiss you smooth
Oh..
Its black out
And Im alone in the dark
But light a candle to replace your heart
What I wouldnt give to have you here in my bed
So kiss me red
Kiss me rogue
Kiss me rough
Kiss me smooth
Oh..
To kiss you red
Kiss you rogue
Kiss you rough
Kiss you smooth
Oh..
So kiss me red
Kiss me rogue
Kiss me rough
Kiss me smooth
Oh..
To kiss you red
Kiss you rogue
Kiss you rough
Kiss you smooth
Oh..
So kiss me red
Kiss me rogue
Kiss me rough
Kiss me smooth
Oh..
song performed by by Cheap Trick
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Freedoms.
Freedom to write...
Freedom to swear.
Freedom of the right...
Here or there.
Freedom to vote...
To give your views in note.
Freedom to sing...
To wear a ring.
Freedom to talk...
About, most any thing.
Freedom to eat and drink...
Even free to not bathe, and maybe even unusually stink.
Freedom to think...
And form opinions.
Freedom to judge...
Even if someone thinks you wreak.
poem by Michael Gale
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Our way-would calling?
Our way-would calling?
Star pulsed, lover.
"Who's hearts a purple emperor?
Teased-out of a milk-white flower"
Churned into curds and whey,
Whose rosy, nothingness…
In conclave, owlets flicker.
Does intern, lead us away…?
Shouldn't I who am lassoed plunge talons?
Like a dandelions root.
Shouldn't I blow with these waxing-suns?
Shouldn't I beak-split tear—apart
Her gossamer: She; whom hemps a moon.
Shouldn't I be the one—who?
With tapper alights her inert womb.
Simply put: Shouldn't I dive for pearls?
Or pan loves untold-gold: No, I just won't
Or can't be led "foolhardy" downstream.
"Or be so cold or so dishonestly, headstrong.
No, I shall walk faithfully loyal full-stop."
Besides you beside, deaths black-dog,
On-leash as if I was just newly born.
Like some kind of cocksure bullfrog
Isn't this and that? The way of it all…
Star pulsed, lovers.
The way a poets tongue must rock!
Isn't this and that? Our way-would calling?
God, willing… We won't all be summonsed
Or subpoenaed; for tha74455t one last regret.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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If the Negro in the ghetto must eternally be fed by the hand that pushes him into the ghetto, he will never become strong enough to get out of the ghetto.
quote by Carter G. Woodson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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