THE NIGHT OF POWER
The MOON's
Cookie crisp CRESCENT commences
The commandin' of my SHIELD.
I hear it's Ramadan,
And I seek to command
The Night of Power...
HELL-razor gatez
Shut out the FIRE of demonz?
Pin-Headed devilz SCREAM in chainz
For 30 dayz and 30 evenz?
Dis' is da' sacred season
When heavenly gatez are raised.
Thus, allow me to bow
With a FLESHly plate
Of pure SPIRIT.
May da' MOST HIGH
Accept my ANCIENT praise.
Suddenly...
Da' ANCIENT of Dayz
Hymnz da' ANCIENT of Wayz --
"DA' FAST IS FOR ME.
IT'S RAMADAN.
AND I SHALL REWARD THEE,
IF THOU SHALL FIND
THE NIGHT OF POWER."
Personal Power --
So, from SUN up
To sun DOWN,
My proud Shield stand in command,
Shelterin' my soul
From da' RAGIN' FIREz of sin.
I ask a choir of cemetery kin
To umpire da' dire gamez
Of da' sinful KIND of men.
In da' Great Mother's name,
May I win da' Night of Power.
Kindred FLESH of my BLACK flesh;
DIVIDED blood of my BLOOD Power --
IBO Bonez of my CRACKED bonez
No longer have a phone
In my BROKEN familial home.
Thus, related WAR songz
Trumpet familial WAR zonez.
Thus, ain't no shalom between
Mother and child,
Brothaz and sistaz.
I still pray we all reunite our SMILEz...
Someday.
Durin' the SUN's dayz,
I gaze at its brilliant RAYz
That wish to cast away
GRAY GROTESQUE cloudz from
BLACK-on-BLACK memorial EVERY dayz!!!
Scattered BLACK-on-BLACK murderz EVERY day!!!!!
I fast so da' cryin' Moon's RAIN
Will wash da' Black BLOODstainz away.
I abstain from da' champagne of life,
Hopin' our gangz can a-GAINgway
Down Black re-MEMORY lanez
Of da' Pantherz Power.
It's Ramadan,
And I prowl for da' Night of Power...
BLACK Power --
But where's our POWER?
No land to stand on --
Where's our FEET?
No rhythm to dance to --
Where's our DRUMz?
No Wise Treez to feast from --
Where's our ROOTz?
Our sun's DOWN.
So, from sun DOWN
Solely Soul WATER
Goes and comes back around
To breakin' BREAD under moonLIGHT.
It's Ramadan,
And I shall pray all night...
For da' Night of Power.
Divine Destined Power --
Oh, Great Mother blessed my EYEz
To build a new 60'z TOWER,
And let da' ROOTz flower
Into da' Great BAOBAB where by
My commandin' Shield kneels
Under Da' MOON's
Cookie crisp CRESCENT
Under da' last ten dayz of
Ramadan...
And BEHOLD!!!...
It's da' odd Almighty NIGHT OF POWER --
Only da' Breath of life now devoured.
BLOOD bubbles from
Biblical Blooded Burialz.
And I welcome da' Ancestal TOMBz of --
LARVELL LEE LILLARD
CREDEMPTIA McCAIN
JOHN BUTLER Jr.
SARAH JERNIGAN
"It's decreed da' Family Tree
Shall sprout from
A NEW BREED of seedz."
I welcome da' Royal TOMBz of --
MALCOLM X
HARRIET "BLACK MOSEz" TUBMAN
SHAKA "DA' GREAT BULL" OF ZULU
"DA' GREAT WOMAN KING" QUEEN HATSHEPSUT
"It's decreed by way of
Da' New Afrikan Creed
That da' People shall be FREED.
May you feed from da' great DEEDz
Of SHABAKA and PIANKHY."
Then welcome da' Dahomey TOMBz of --
DANBHALAH WÉDO
AIDA WÉDO
LEGBA ATIN BON
ERZULIE DANTOR
"It's decreed as a devotee
That offerin' to ANCIENT ELEPHANTz
Shall STAMPEDE da' wicked wayz
Of political Phariseez."
Then da' EBONY Womb
Of a THUNDEROUS Heaven deluges,
And da' GREAT MOTHER births Herself into
A DREADful DARKness!!!
Da' Virgin GODDESS,
She who births da' SUN Godz
With DREADful lockz,
EnTHRONEs Her spaceless LAP
With my awaitin' CROWN.
And like a blissful child,
I take my Royal GOLDEN seat.
"You forgot about ME.
Now, I decree that my WORD
Shall become your WORD
And by your faithful WORDz...
I shall be REMEMBERED by all my children."
Her grand HEADDRESS
Illuminates da' DARK Heavenz
With its Moon crisp CRESCENT.
My commandin' Shield prostrates.
MUD and WATER paints my hide.
It's da' end of Ramadan.
I 4ever now shall walk
In da' Night of Power.