Poetic Memoire of Illustrious Da Poet

TIC TOC ,,,,,,,,,,,,,TIC TOC Time is ticking on the clock Two by two, as we march in Noah’s replicated ark Two by two’s he’s taking them,,,,,,,,,,,, do u know where u are? He says he’s not gonna divide them by,,,,,,,just any,,, religion But to remind u, he’s making a ,,,,,,,,,,,,two by two ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,decision Let me dissect u mentally with out any incisions U see miracles happens with just one, true to life vision Hard times on earth aint nothing compares to what that man have right up them stairs Live your life to the fullest and go farther than the mesosphere Send me back a meteorite, so I can tell them, hell yeah, “U WAS HERE!” Celebrate your life because there’s an after party afterwards Where all sins are erased, feeling free, singing “im like a bird” Wash away grudges along with the dirty clothes Put aside things that glitters and watch how GOD will make you naturally glow Tell your enemies that you love them, and give them a peck on the che...

I’m soo in love and I can’t get out U got me higher than cloud nine, beyond any doubt My senses becomes numb, each time in your presence With ur graceful hugs, u squeeze the true beauty right out of my essence If I tell u I don’t think of u each day, then its worth a thousand lies I must not be ashamed to show u my love, if I am, then I must be chastised Ur face is the last I see, in my dreams Beholding quixotic themes That replays memories, Turn into realities I’ve found my treasure, finally I’ve caught my breathe No longer living with bitterness, feels good to get it off of my chest Lead me into the wilderness, as I put my assurance in you U have bought life into me, more like a marvelous breakthrough I want to sleep saturated in your magnificent passion Hoping and wishing that it ill forever be everlasting In the break of dawn I run through the fog, thinking I’ve just seen ur face   Then I caught my self, embracing an empty space I knew u was here, cuz ur breathe blew me a b...

Spoken-word poet Willie Lee Bell, a.k.a. Will Da Real One, gunned down in front of Miami poetry cafe A well-known and respected spoken word poet was gunned down early Sunday as he was closing up his Miami area coffee shop and poetry lounge, cops said. Willie Lee Bell Jr. , 47, who performed as "Will Da Real One ," was shot several times at around 12:40 a.m. in the parking lot of the Literary Café and Poetry Lounge in North Miami . Several patrons who were outside the café at the time told cops that Bell was walking to his car when a vehicle pulled up next to him and a man in the passenger seat opened fire. Bell died at the scene, emergency responders said. Police were stumped for a motive because the killers didn't take any money or jewelry off Bell . The killing shocked members of the spoken-word community, who said Bell was an advocate for abused woman and promoted a "drama-free" policy at the lounge, which he opened in 2003. WATCH WILL DA ...

Press fast forward, fuk it, to the next episode I wouldn’t even spend a dime on it, even bootleg downloads These streets is like an infected lymph node That’s waiting to be explode Only Sundays is when EVERY hethen just wanna be   in CHURCH MODE How do u suppose,,,, For real, be real with ur self And,,, Ladies,,, get ur crown from shelf And tell that man that u sure do love thyself More than love itself   I mean isn’t it suppose to be like that? What else If u dint agree, u can use a little self help Ladies should lead, and her man shall follow And tend to ur needs, like an Oracle of Apollo His love should never make ur heart feel hallow Or like, when ur mind wonders, like, “where’s Geraldo?”  

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