Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Brother from the Motherland

Yes i am still lazy and so i still have not written and so hey why not bring you a piece that i really enjoyed writing back in the day. I actually wrote this for a class after one too many shots of jager bombs listening to the Love Jones soundtrack and i actually liked what came out. If you haven't seen Love Jones, its a good movie. There is a poem in there called "Brother to the Night" and i basically remixed it. Enjoy it, admittedly, it sounds a lot better heard than read.


Brother From the Motherland
Hey baby girl,….. I was wondering, can I get a chance to know you.
Cause I been checking you out all night like a library book
and I figure you and I are long over due.
I wonder, what’s your name. Are you long distant child of Venus,
realized after myths of Romans
or a sista to Isis, reborn across miles of Deserts sands,
Or are you Aphrodite. Ooh, I see you like that girl, cause you smile bright enough to lighten the darkest night of Siberia.
You wanna know who I am? Well, the call me brother from the motherland, but right now, I am the fantasy in the depths of your mind trying to become the reality in between your thighs.
You really wanna know who I am,
I am an intellectual figure yearning to depart some knowledge unto an awaiting student.
I want to depart intellect from me to you, in apocalyptic sound waves,
that rise and fall and rise and fall and rise and fall……
which take over you like sexual infections,
and leave you speechless due to confused interactions,
then leave you yearning like long, hard, yet interesting dissertations
till u are left confused like rookie math students to rieman sums,
yet you ask for more and make suggestions,
and think of unimagined situations
and underlying future implications,
and from what equations sexual solutions….cum.
I want to work you like your fantasies will not forsee,
unbelievable so it could not be reality
cause instead of the uneventfulness of right now,
I would rather satisfy you in my dreams as I lace you with peaches and cream.
Who am I, well, they call me brother from the motherland, but right now, I am the fantasy in the depths of your mind trying to become the reality in between your thighs.




And if you do get a chance, the sound track is pretty good as well, definitely decent for setting the laid back "let's chill" mood.

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