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Spiritual Poetry

Nature is Ethiopian

I’ve seen Creation dapples
the wood, the pepper, the apple
you have as good example
throughout evidence is ample
anything they could babble
doesn’t matter it’s vain battle
red, gold and green castle
leaves as flags cannot baffle
the land is Ethiopian channel
any other nation is a vassal
Haile Selassie I is the chapel
earth is the Lord’s no hassle.
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Spiritual Poetry

Don’t Deceive Thyself

“For if a man think himself to be something, when he is nothing, he deceiveth himself.”
Galatians 6,3
Jah didn’t
create us
because in need
we just
futile servants
we die as live
the river
we beat
but we don’t move
a wata
it just seems
wise and mad
pawn and queen
clean and unclean
shall fall
the same pit
RastafarI
judgment
He brings
against each
unworthy
in comparison
with Him
we leach
from vanity
of image
and speech
difference
of several inches
shall flatten
our ego
in pieces
what can I esteem
when I am from
His casual
seed
and ignore
the destination
I reach
so many
historical sins
should teach
humbleness
and silence
unto me
more than
titles
of Rasses
institutional
self-praising
and hymns
the most
in universe
is unseen
Batin
inna small box
of awareness
we are placed in
coming here
the elder
who thinks
to have the solution
and nothing indeed
“orthodox” preachers
fighting the Divinity
of Selassie I King
iconoclastic
gurus, selling
their plastic
on tv
with fat arrogance
deceive
they will receive
even the strongest
one day
must be weak.
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Spiritual Poetry

Time Will Tell

Time
will tell
master
over hell
all matters
under
His spell
change
each cell
of illusional
Chanèl
He rings
next bell
a different
smell
I feel
out the well
form the best
tempest
can’t quell
wheather
like water
that fell
opens
a hard shell
reaching
who dwell
trying to repel
the death
pell-mell
that fake
won’t sell
more
truth
shall rebel
endures
what excel
only that
He compel
to accept
Haile Selassie
the First
Amlake Amalekt
knells
the fact
impels
Mikaièl
to kill
the rats
angèls
of Gebrièl
bring
news of arts
what befell
to the part
of the infidel ?
Will forget
the carousel
of Noel
cannot stand
the medicine
of Rufaièl
the discipline
the prophet
foretell.