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                   POEMS BY OSIRIS
                           Ronald Gibson - (Osiris Abu Ameer)


                                 MAAT AFRICAN GODDESS

                                        Our todays and tomorrows must resurrect
                                        Ancient African mysteries and our visions
                                        Of love and harmony must inspire a different
                                        spiritual soul

                                        Maat shall guide and direct us to a new
                                        Philosophy of African redemption
                                        In honor of our dignity and pride
                                        And once again we shall master God's universe

                                        There is nothing more beautiful than the
                                        Great divinity of Maat
                                        The motivator of truth and righteousness
                                        Which must become our crusade of justice

                                        Instinctively I know in my heart
                                        I possess the knowledge of freedom
                                        And the young shall truly read our glory
                                        Of Maat in reality

                                        May special blessings of Godliness
                                        Be upon Alkebulanian (African) people
                                        As we descend upon destiny
                                        The true guardians of African redemption
                                                    Amen Ra
                                                    Amen Ra
                                                    Amen Ra


                                 AIN'T IT FUNNY

                                        Two lines that say it all
                                        They tell a story of how a man
                                        Took a great fall

                                        Two lines tell a tale
                                        Of a story of too many
                                        A young black male
                                        Tragedy publicized for
                                        political gain
                                        Even on the backs
                                        Of the mentally insane

                                        John Doe Executed
                                        By lethal injection
                                        For the murder of
                                        Two damn lines !!!

                                                                    Thurs 3/19



                                      THE DAY

                                        What will be the day ?
                                        The day that draws near.
                                        Deferred time passes,
                                        As I wept silent tears
                                        Tears of sorrow,
                                        Tears of human fears
                                        The pain swells in my heart
                                        Growing by the hour
                                        Yesterday gone, then comes
                                        Tomorrow here too fast
                                        Loneliness creeps in
                                        From the present
                                        And not so distant past
                                        What will be the day ?
                                        The day that draws near.
                                        An explosion erupts within
                                        Like a fire burning so deep.
                                        Incinerating all thought.
                                        Silence, as my tears are consumed
                                        The pain subsides,
                                        Loneliness turns to gloom
                                        What will be the day ?
                                        The day that draws near ?

                                                                                 2-14-99  v-day



                                       HOMEBOY

                                        "I got ya back !"
                                        Words spoken but already known
                                        Like the sun rises and shines
                                        Constant
                                        Two vibes in harmony
                                        Yet without having
                                        to see
                                        Knowing every move
                                        Like its own reflex motion
                                        Innate
                                        Devoted
                                        To each's survival
                                        One connects the other
                                        Bonded
                                        More than a brother
                                        Politics
                                        The same
                                        Religion
                                        Of no use
                                        Goals
                                        Predetermined through fate
                                        Like no other force
                                        Strengthened by other's hate
                                        A Caducues
                                        Stable
                                        Yet ever receding
                                        Life and death
                                        No matter
                                        To the last breath !!
                                                                                        12-8-98

                    



                                                TRUST

                                        Unachievable through deception
                                        Hard to earn
                                        Hard to gain
                                        Rarely maintained
                                        A precious commodity
                                        Once discovered
                                        Like a diamond
                                        Sandblasted to a bright shine
                                        Brilliant when connecting
                                        Two hearts
                                        Two mortal souls
                                        A festering sore
                                        Ravaging
                                        Heartfelt emptions
                                        When compromised
                                        Build up
                                        Break down
                                        Give a little
                                        Block out
                                        Deny
                                        Never give in
                                        A continuing cycle
                                        Pleasureful pain
                                        When will it end ?
                                                                                Friday - 1-22-99


                              GILLIGANS DILEMMA

                                    Stranded on a sandy beached land
                                    You and I, one woman one man
                                    Traumatized by the violent squall which
                                    Determined our destination
                                    Lost in thoughts of future planning
                                    Trapped by reality of the present
                                    What to do, travels in your heart
                                    Live or die, where to start
                                    A vision I see, you and I
                                    Creating a new existence
                                    Life is ours with perseverance
                                    and persistance
                                    Yes, the dilemma has become clear
                                    I smell, I see, I hear
                                    Paradise has our adobe betaken
                                    Stranded no more
                                    Saved our destination has become
                                    No longer traumatic but blessed
                                    Live long, prosper, be fruitful
                                    Two elements forced to become many
                                    The plan was written long before the destiny.
 
 
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