Written by Chaka PX Condolence to all the dead still living, We ain't stiff but alive. I saw the cadaver, don't tell them about it. is it fresh, despite its a day old. My condolence to ignorance and laziness, the stories for the past wishful thoughts. Rigamortis a state of wastefulness for … Continue reading RIGAMORTIS
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Written by Chaka PX "Choose" So it was announced. On this night let the moon disgrace its subject, the complexity of dignity sold in the hands of slaves, A random night unmarked exposes the birth of, freedom without labour. the liberation of the untouched in climax Learning what the fathers gave up to … Continue reading RANDOM NIGHT
Written by Chaka PX Once i rise over the delicacy of peoples thought, I was told to obey and it turned to use, I laced my face to face my judgement. Yes it's Me, i was once blind, do i see or do i just Ignore? I felt compelled to walk like zombies, to search … Continue reading DO NOT COMPEL ME
Written by Chaka Px A start up loner on a straight up Journey, Who got the wings, i fly alone, the words we shared, was love on a stone thrown, I fly alone tho the wings ain't strong, where is the mountain, i wouldn't hide, where is the sea, i wouldn't dive, the bird is … Continue reading BIRDS WINGS
Written by Chaka Px I shoot to kill not the murder but the insight, sharp to target. My opportunity, my best practice who are my target, i am a killer, knowledge of the present increase the chance of success. i am a sharp shooter hired on spot. make me an offer, object of refusal casualty … Continue reading KILLER INSTINCT
Written by Chaka PX After all said and done Where do i go from here? In a forever land, names are illegal Where is here? Do you know? Neither can i tell Where is Here, My thought exactly, Give me my wish, Why have you abandoned me? Where do i go from here? Let the … Continue reading WHERE DO I GO FROM HERE?
Written by Chaka PX Delusional and unprotected, i run with thoughts and ideas, craving the idea of once imaginations My mad mind kills without weapons. my world my problem, build without structures. Am the king, am the subject Reign on Me. my mad mind crazy and milanchuly for the tear down madly my mind teach … Continue reading MY MAD MIND