War Poetry

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WAR POETRY

This blaze of dust,

That bleeds mistrust,

Hazed up memories of bloody lust,

This half men

And unfinished children,

That littered in graves

Of tomorrows greed.

This cushioned respite

Of guns and decay,

The soldiers relay

The fitful dreams.

This silent day,

That’s no more light,

Dead and night

And men undead.

This room that’s lost,

With chagrin of hate

Guns spew the litter

Of muddled bravery.

Who is brave anyway?

Yes it is war.

And so it is when a boy meets a man

And he becomes the reflection of the man

A boy-man looking to the man,

The man himself is coloured within

This debris of hardship has soured his fate

His faith is inspired to colour his hate.

It is not the man, who fights the war,

But the boy-man who caged within

Sees no more world but the world of the man,

Fire and ignorance

Contagious lunacy,

Cantankerous edges kept

To lit the troubled view,

Woe to us all as the guns sleep,

Till boy-man picks it up to life.

This guns that speak heresy

Don’t have thoughts but brute release,

They bicker and jolt within

Servants to the contortions of man’s dream,

The soldiers caught within

Are much the war that they were sent to meet.

The war’s end on bloody heaps,

But these soldiers return in as much wars.

Two lies defeat the light within

The age of innocence long gone between

The rape of the soul is all in

Enslaved, embittered, slave still,

Without the guns

We still know war

The war within

That’s raging our minds

The first war won

Is the one that s deep!!

To mind the mind is to own the mine.

Open your eyes Africa,

The world is as black as your skin,

Your light is not as dim as they deem,

You’re glorious

You’re gracious

You’re the dream

This war poetry that we speak

Is words not spilled from empty tusk.

But words that reign in our most beautiful dreams

This land that flows in constant doubt.

Is land still, that’s ours to own.

The vitriol, the hate,

The cowards of late,

Are forces like man,

To chain our youth,

To freedom,

The knowledge must be won.

The war that’s against us

Is the war of our world.

Are we brave enough to show the world?

That we are no more enslaved.

Listen to the drumming of this beautiful day

The warriors have returned with no blood,

This is our dance,

The dance of the folktales of our youth,

We must use our words

In the dance of our fathers glory,

Let us see it through.

This journey,

This walkabout,

This is the tale of an African boy,

I am him,

This is war and life

This is me.

This is War Poetry.

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Verse - Gills:

What Will be Left after the aftermath materialize

Will you be here or tell me then would you have realised

The war is coming soon ,you better run or you will be surprise

The blood and anarchy

The rolling heads for little prize

They all told you to stay strong,

Your heart is BlackBerry

Your mind is singing the same song

You want a better life

Say may be grow to 35

Then get a job and have a wife

But wars just gonna take long

The world gave you guns but said you prefer a pen

So you can battle with words and save the world you defend

They call you childish ,outlandish in less than 10 you'll be dead

The world is famish we live in anguish you lavishly spend

Your time and energy like it's money ,this ain't Candy land

But then you said to them pen and thought is what make greater men

But then they said to you listen Boy we know you have a plan

So go ahead and take a pen

Then write our stories if we die before the end of this war

Hook:
This war war

Hear the people roar

Guns cock, firm feet landing on the floor

Like war war

Hear the people roar

This is it

This is what we've all been waiting like war

We're fighting for our wifes

For our families

We all are living a hard life

So then we cry war war

Hear the people roar

Thia is what we 've all been waiting for, c'mon.

Verse - NAYT:

I heard my people getting massacred

Incarcerated

And war poetry is nothing but emancipation

You gotta learn to be a soldier,

the hypothesis Is bringing the Apocalypse compositions of Halloween

I wonder if I'll ever a proud father Or a grand papa

Tell the story to my grand daughter

I know the living isn't dead but the guns make 'em tremble

And the lost get the logs, thanks to godfathers

So let's believe its the anarchy

The struggle for power, status and hierarchy

Politicking vague, all of us spitting profanity

War is not a mystery, television is airing it

Politicians are aiding it

All the innocent targeted

talking about the battles of past, the obscurity

Women defiled, children are caught and conscripted

Its a million ways to die in the west

get killed by gun, or get stabbed in the chest

The unbecoming,

My people have strayed, the unbegotten,

To think themselves wise is foolish and undeserving

You just gotta be poet to riddle or talk about it

The tyranny paraded, perversive and instigated

The dead bodies litter the streets, and now it seems

Like the norm, all the people are numb to this impunity

War poets, changing the world

We take a pen and write history, debating it all

So get the memo, fighting for lives with no armors

Given the opportunity, to stand and not quiver

Days better

Truth be told, we got better

And we was out there doing better

We was out here getting beaten by the rogues

Our last breathe we will give it for the cause

24/7 we will do it for the sons

go ahead and take a pen and write a story

If we die before the end of this.

Hook:

This war war

Hear the people roar

Guns cock, firm feet landing on the floor

Like war war

Hear the people roar

This is it

This is what we've all been waiting like war

We're fighting for our wifes

For our families

We all are living a hard life

So then we cry war war

Hear the people roar

Thia is what we 've all been waiting for, c'mon.

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Hook:

Birds wanna fly now

Gives us the life now

We was on the the road to colour all of us right now

Turn to it around now

Bigger than nine now

All of ni**as come out

Birds wanna fly now

Gives us the life now

We was on the the road to colour all of us right now

Turn to it around now

Bigger than nine now

All of niggas come out

Verse - NAYT:

I just wanna talk to the man

I don't wanna force it

But the words are the key to the answers

All your defenses, soar over forces

I'm paving the way for the dreams of a man

The king of the jungle

All the talk over who is gon be king over here

I am heir to this sh*t ama flush it

Let's talk all the pain that you caused Mississippi

The death for the dying is it?

Numb to the pain that we feel, All the wages of sin

will return to the kids

I, gotta turn back

Gotta get softer, gotta touch down

Gotta be black for the rest of the days

I'd be on my way to the top of the game.

Ama rest for the day.

Samurai:

(I'm not here to stay)

I'm not here to say oh no

(I'll be on my way)

I'll be on my way no oh oh oh

(Don't stand no seat please)

Don't stand no seat please

(That's really all I need)

(Ha ah ha ah ha ah ha oh)

Guess you never, now you know

(Ooh wo ooh wo oh ho)

Guea you never know, now you know

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Chorus:

Nobody knows
(Hmmmm hmmmm)
All along how I feel
Nobody knows
(Hmmmm hmmm hmmm)
All the sorrow

Verse 1:

Yeah I run through the fire
The valley of the shadow of the dead, undefeated
Overcame all evil
I was born to acquire
The accolade for activists of hate And indecision
I'm delighted in the visionary call for composition
Without the opportunity
I'd probably be wasting, sitting in the ghetto, by the time I get older
My poppy will be saying quit playing, quit playing
Tell the ni**as in the front line
This is a war we mustn't loose, we mustn't loose
When times is getting better you will see it in the news
Papers wanna interview us, twitter pages getting viewers
All the same it was the music in the veins flowing through us
The little bit of Nada
everlasting father
God over everything, king and Messiah
Took away my dark days
Now the story kinda changed
Now am carrying the sounds to the top, to the top.

Chorus:

Hallelujah
Nobody knows
(Hmmmm hmmmm)
All along how I feel
Nobody knows
(Hmmmm hmmm hmmm)
All the sorrow

Verse 2:

Feeling the sound Feeling the vibes
Killing the sound
A music preparation, all of us fill in the gap
Call it a choir, call it the coloration, call it the sound
The victors are the town criers,
Sending around fliers
We are the one timers sick of the fame
Camera lights up in action, take me away
To the churches of Macedonia
Pathos and Philadelphia
I might just live with the saints, bury the sins, why not
All that i got is not mine
Jehovah is my confidant, I'm feeling like jack
All the while I was to it
Didn't happen any quicker
Now they call me jack the reaper
Now the name is getting bigger.

Chorus:

Hallelujah Nobody knows
(Hmmmm hmmmm)
All along how I feel
Nobody knows
(Hmmmm hmmm hmmm)
All the sorrow

Glory glory
(Hmmm hmmm)
Glory hallelujah
Glory glory
(Hmmm hmmm)
Glory Hallelujah

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Verse:

Adiós Mon Ami

You made it seem like heaven and the earth is over me

I kept crashing all the way

My days are stacking over me

I run the higher risk of diabetes

So am taking less sugar and my coffee's black

Goodbye brother,

They say its hard brother

You had to fight an army by yourself, you won brother

I've seen the victories , the conquered territories

Mehn that was so impressive, guess i owe you one brother

I'll put a smile on her face, cos she cries everyday

The way she talks about you shows the feelings never change

Whether in sickness or in health, celebrated you instead

You're Surrounded by these friends, who'd take a bulllet for you man

But, you had to do it,

surviving in the bushes

Thriving in the shootings

Killing enemies on duty

Calabashing on your own

I swear this place is not your home

Remember you were kind, too kind to terrorize

I'm just, proud, probably cos we were like family

Together we had grown to the men that we've become

I thought I was the toughest

I thought I was the hardest

Target practicing but never made it farther than metropolis

Goodbye brother

I hope to meet in everlasting, undiluted glory

Where the recipes are stories of an unnamed ville

Somewhere in Brazzaville

Black cities where the page is never tired of getting flipped

Yeah,

Its Like you turned around to face your own music

You left behind a multitude waiting to place a tulip

Cos they heard about the Man

Superhero of the town

Unmistakably the best, to rid desires of your chest

Your love was for the people

Your kind, there's no equal

Your counsel was the eagle's, super accurate and legal

Sometimes I lay aback and let the memories ride

Look up the pages, as the cure to my emotional flaws

I get it

You're like Bissalla, Moremi or Mandela

Your name is on the wall, the propaganda is to letter

All the messages of war

Pass into continents

Get the world to understand

So save a man they kill a man

Damn it

Its hard brother

To take away the pain without divulging into tears

Thought my prayers would have saved

This is how the thing goes, sh*t is bigger than us

I put my fingers in the air, one time one time only

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NAYT:

Beyond the palace
Fiona Harris
Here in the parish
The servants run about and stick around the garden
Still in safari
The Rest a complicated mediocre
Living in Ethiopia still envisioning Deola
Television, you want the vision
So keep it simple, living the ambition
Caught up in a bad series
They just glory in the yesteryears
With broccoli
Living the rest of men
To be the carriers of Corleone
My Hommies viewing scenes of californication
Call it abomination, the curses of our nations
Ni**as falling, the wages of sin is waiting upon us
God has patiently warned us
Overbearing our dishonesty
The dynasty of relics,
Buried image of heaven
Love is all of the actions devoid of actuation
I just thought I graduated
The innocence is commonly a thing of the past
But its never hard to find us
Ni**as immature, amateurs, premature natives
Taking over the caliphates, and killing our nations
Ni**as dying, mothers are crying
We own the diamonds
Giving the black child education is the target
Of the masses, of the massacred,
the relegated commoners
People overseas in condominiums, oraculous
Gotta be a black to be feeling this o'er miraculous
And someone's out there saying Africa's Immaculate.

Chorus:

Africa is
A place to go
Where there is love and sharing
Oh oh oh
The land of our dreams
Let's take the road
I hear the voices calling
Calling

Lucreez:

The home of black race politics trynna invade,

But we strong like the walls of Jericho

We can celebrate,
No draws ,colour win mighty powerful over rest in peace,
Massai warrior when we up they b begging please,
Good love and affection the perception is positive,

Beyond negativity with a case captions,
Now you understand that living life ain't about living,
We both slaves imprisoned,
Thoughts of getting divided instead of united state of Africa,
Kids dreams getting faded like blue jean,
West knowledge got us stock on crystal screen,
But am still billing,
Wishing reminisin our falling fathers who sacrificed selfishness for greatness,

Above all Wicked intentions,
What's good for you is good for the nation,
Forget denomination,
Don't be ashame for your little name,
Am Africa you still call the name the same,
If ya dont stand for something ya gon fall for anything,
My words painting million pictures
We don't define a man by what he has but only by character,
The pain cut through shaper Than a blade from the panther,
Am the truth don’t be confuse ,
Am not saying that am God in this vocal boot

Non ficted flow is all i got,
Mr NAYT, Lucreez, Wordcity, Wythuz,
Project from the projekt Ep,
Is the deepest sh*t believe me,
am Africa that's how sh*t sound like.

Chorus:

Africa is
A place to go
Where there is love and sharing
Oh oh oh
The land of our dreams
Let's take the road
I hear the voices calling
Calling

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War Poetry

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War Poetry - Poem (Written by Elijah Abuni Peter)

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