Nile BankA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Beywritten by the sound of Jazz and the Ethiopian Zion Coptic ChurchSmooth jazz spills into my cereal Green fireflies make out on the tips of fingers Estranged children running wild behind locked doors on camera Turn on the tube, sex, violence, and late night preachers Protestants converting Catholics’ John the forerunner cleansing the chosen Car runs out Rain of joy pours onto the highway Erotic speeders talking on cell phones Police officers illegally texting Invisible I am Hiked up attention skirts B***s popped out v-neck shirts Don’t look unless I say Let me c**k tease but make sure there’s a line Average American women W****s that want to be w****s acting like w****s yet wish to be respected as if they were angels. Sickens me Taking a toke Relaxed An empty bedroom Zoned out Not even apart of this world Stoned Closer to JAH Being educated by Athlican Angels Douglas brings me into the Holy Land Ethiopia I sit with the saints Talk, eat, sing, and calculate every minute aspect of JAH Kingdom Praise Ethiopia Praise Israel Praise Mount Zion Douglas brings me to the garden of Elijah Were I learn the wisdom of the prophets The name of JAH is written on every aspect of Creation I journey with the Rastafarians The Black Hebrew Israelites A gentile that knows the truth I and I exodus Babylon together In harmony In love They are my people The song of Rachael I sing Scattered clouds dissolve Hard wind hits the windshield No more yes No more no Only an early morning of love glow Smooth jazz enters my being I am free I am free © 2012 Abdul Batin Osman BeyReviews
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4 Reviews Added on September 30, 2012 Last Updated on September 30, 2012 Tags: jazz, cereal, fingers, camera, preachers, Catholics, chosen, highway, phones, texting, skirts, shirts, line, women, angels, sickens, toke, relaxed, bedroom, Jah, Zion, Ethiopia, Israel, Elijah, prophets, Creation, rastafarians AuthorAbdul Batin Osman BeyCambridge, MAAboutIt is said that if Johnny Thunders and Janis Joplin were to have a child then have him to be raised by the unwanted aspects of Society while having him schooled in Timbuktu that person would be me. I.. more..Writing
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