Thursday, July 9, 2009

Jackson

Oooohhh these fabulous friends of mine!
Check this phat poem the homie wrote on the death of MJ...
Perfect way to wrap up his saga and not b regular wit clips n pics from the memorial. Stone cold pure DOPENESS =)
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more than a jack, son
this jackson packed king's actions
into the shell of a black son
he was a black sun shining
feared until nova, then revered like 
paul bearing news of British
and i'm skittish, lettin this piece be my slice of paulbearing
but i gotta say what needs to be said
crazy how folks switch up on ya like lights on
when life's gone
went from "Wacko-Jacko"
to america's lost son, with a flatline
an i know some of ya'll looking like
"i can't believe he just freed that line"
but i can't believe some of ya'll is really mourning this time
what? ya'll finally seen the light like morning for the first time
if i learned one thing
it's they only love you when you leave em'
never paid him no mind alive but he dips the atmosphere
an now ya soul is bleeding?
so sold out to the hype of the media
so hold out ya rights an pump ya fists if you belive it huh?
i just can't perceive how i myself can grieve fro a man i never knew
the best i can do is celebrate his life
because that's all he had to give
never asked to be America's Next Top Martyr
just wanted to provide for his kids
make a tune or two, just so happened his notes moved mountain
showed men the paths to peaks, then helped them mount em
no, my eyes be no fountain
i only leak through this pen, you'll never hear these tears
just wordcount them
this is recognition of a fallen legend
who had no knowledge of edges, just took flight at ledge's end
i can only hope to continue what he began
take the world by the hand
and carry on as planned, to a better tomorrow
with a smile, 
because it was never my style to watch a sun set in sorrow


-Jihad K.

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