Shadowed Metaphor (Dreamer)

I be standing with Lucifer at your door shadowed metaphors left open the gates you selected your tools I beheaded your efforts left you bleeding before my feet unable to cry out in defeat cherubic tantrums our symposium was not about you I drop verse unrehearse splash words on paper I am the image maker flowing free my mouth a sea of funky vocabulary syntax grammatical relapse downloading explosive lyrical sensation you can’t be me I never wanted or needed to be you stuck dreaming stifled by tobacco boys isolated from my big city blues while I sling slang with jazz gurus you wanna be Brooklyn gurly what ya know about them absolutely nothang I am planted in the earth of urban blight that’s all I know is how to deal stealing respect from the everyday I sleep with men you dare to dream about I walk with Gods you dare to pray to I sit inside Soho lofts on Crosby with Duncan and Moses you don't know this I sit in Zora’s memory at the Schomburg you will find me beneath skeletons of Harlem Prophets that beat rituals into the foyer of my soul you can’t represent feeling all bent you already spent to many verses on me so what you gonna do sail down the waters with correct English derive synonyms, adjectives out the thesaurus I’ll be ghetto all over you write as I please forcing you to your poetic knees take heed I flowed long with Thoreau Hemingway for a day traveled to drink out of a desert hole Jah gave water So you can continue to dream jewel stare at the stars cry at the moon I will keep all the ballers in pool pockets Urban days ferment in your sockets at night when you think of me dare to stare at what I can bare on lyrics and rhyme Conga lullabies Sepia Queens, Nubian Kings all those things you thought you knew I will give you Rasta blue he will play our song for you remember we are the rhythmic riders whose haloes were stolen long ago by Lucifer death walk poets © 2009 Lepadah