Who is your worst enemy?

Before you read this long poem, I have a few questions I want you to keep in mind while reading this poem:

1) Who is your worst enemy?

2) How did racism start?

3) Why do you think God created Lucifer?

4) They say the devil is a liar, but do you think there was ever a time the devil told the truth? (Think hard about this one and read the book of genesis)

5) Think about the person you love most(probably your kids), would you scarfice your own soul and go to hell so the person you love most can go to heaven or would you be selfish and let the person you love go to hell so you can go to heaven?

6) Since the Hebrews were slaves during the ancient Egypt times during Moses time, do you believe that this was the blueprint that poisoned the white man’s mind to view black people as property during early and mid 1800’s?

7) Since more souls go to hell than heaven, do you think the Devil’s power is underestimated?

Pick one of the seven questions and comment below on the answer to the question that really have your mind thinking deep!

“I am my own worst enemy”.
We have all heard that before.
People and emotions, drives us crazy.
Finding happiness, we can’t afford.
Excuses, we get tired of hearing it
until we come up with our own.
Treating people they way you want to be treated
is an overstatement
when you realize the devil’s power is underestimated.
Prison is hell, but church is where the demons are most active.
Too sad that people have to keep it on safety because it’s a cold world.
The fruit was forbidden and it is written.
The sin that expose the consequence, so we have to perish and we still don’t listen and God continues to punish.
Pastors are hypocrites, Teachers are pedophiles, Parents are deadbeats, Churches are filled with gossip, politicians are corrupted.
Money turns the humble into false prophets.
Money over pussy, but it’s really pussy over family.
I seen niggas die over pussy, either in the form of an STD or by a bullet.
We shoot and take a life through the form of abortions.
The unborn don’t get the chance to get placed in a coffin.
Poor choices is the reason crying babies are thrown in the garbage,
just rotting or eaten by hungry rodents.
Or we allow the embryo to become a fetus and turn into deadbeat parents and run away from responsibility.
Stability is a long reach like the journey it took for Odysseus to reach home.
It’s hard to do right, its easy to do wrong.
Upon our sight, hell is where we belong.
We are exposed to danger like an electrical box,
without a ground wire.
Hell is an imagination, brimstone and fire.
Hell is earth so what can be worst?
Why did Lucifer exist in the first place?
Don’t answer that, don’t think too deep,
but think about this,
Why does racism exist?
Why does sexism exist?
To be honest, I don’t care why either exist
or how and why it happened
but what’s the addiction, whats the attraction?
Did this type of hate and discrimination appear out of no where like magic?
Is this being taught in every generation?
A parent’s satisfaction is to teach their children to abhor another human of a different complexion that was created from God’s image.
God makes no mistake, but yet we get mad over pre- existing creations that’s beyond the human comprehension.
When the opposite complexion perish, in private we are celebrating.
How can you call yourself A Man of God if you are racist?
How many Christians in this world do you think are racist?
Now answer this; how many Christians do you think are hypocrites?
How many Christians in this world do you think are sexist?
After reading the previous two lines, do you understand the connection?
It be the dedicated Christians that are most judgmental.
In this world, sometimes we feel like everybody is against you
when you have the skin color that attracts violence towards you from your own people.
Civil war in our own neighborhoods.
We hear gunshots in our own neighborhood.
We see drug deals in our own neighborhood.
The dragon cause havoc on the black youth.
From ages 12 – 24, victimization is most active like a volcano.
The mortal combat dragon is alive and his tongue slides across these young faces.
This tongue is not from a puppy, this tongue wipes the innocence out of the young black faces.
Imagine the depiction, a God like being in the purest form,
but a mortal God that contaminate a immortal soul. So this God like being can conform
to play a hoax on a mortal’s eye.
Hell upon our sight, hell is where we belong.
Here we go again and back and fourth with the same bullshit.
A portrait of Aaliyah; I feel ashamed and yet disappointing.
An enemy identified as my own kind as I stare in the mirror.
Black is my favorite color but yet, it’s a shadow
that’s categorized as a criminal according to the juror.
It shadows the light and it’s a step behind.
Like a bat, brave in cave of darkness, but blind when light strikes.
Light makes the bat sensitive, so we strike out without even swinging.
Verdicts are unfair and one sided, but yet we increase the murder rate by killing each other.
From Lucifer leading the demons that speak to the white man’s conscience, that have the power to make blacks eliminate each other like wrong obvious answers on a mulitple choice test.

I’m a ghost

Don’t see me coming
Don’t see me going
Always up to something
Spirit is all that left
Created at the time of death
Halloween is the
time I choose to bee seen.
When you see me
you think
it’s only a bad dream.
I have the power
to bring nightmares
to reality
So don’t sleep on me.
Invisible like the wind
but powerful like a tornado.
Smile turns to a evil grin
and you see me in shadows.
Fit through any tiny space
since I’m non-vertebrate.
Clone myself every minute.
in the morning.
A whole army of me
in the evening.
Ready to attack in full force
like the North Koreans.
Predict and preparing war
I’m ready to settle a score
like the NBA playoffs
in overtime.
I’m in disguise
I’m the sun
in broad day light
to help you shine.
12 hours later
to night time
and it gets ugly
like the left
side of two face.
I am among your
space
and I’m white like
the moon
and I will cause harm
very soon
I’m a maniac like
A loony tune
and deadly like a
poison mushroom.
You don’t see me coming
You don’t see me going
I’m always up to something.
You can’t smell me neither
I have no flesh or skin either.
Think of ice freezing
and I’m the water was
from your roof piling
while it’s snowing.
Make your life cold and hard.

Devil’s Politics

Devils politics

Technology and musical instruments

Artist perform and articulate lyrics

that help build their image

but destroy human population.

Women became thots and bitches

Symbolized as sex images

Sexual conduct is promoted

and girls are idolizing

the artists and videos

on television

and becoming sex objects

A bad bitch, a gangsta bitch

a baby momma and a diva.

We glorify these sexual personas

Gain friends and popularity

through the use of weed smoking.

That loud, that reefer, that purple haze,

orange kush

Different slang name, but it all does the same

damage in the brain.

Cells leaking out the head like semen

which leading women to abortion clinics,

children being neglected and a growth of single parents.

Husband and Wife is conservative.

Baby momma and Baby daddy is the alternative

and over the years it became repetitive.

Shit sometimes a life is created out of a situationship

since marriage is damn near facing extinction.

Marriage is the bald eagle.

Situationship is the pigeon that shit on relationships like car windows.

Peak inside the window at a isolated area

and you’ll see weed smoke and foggy windows.

Foggy windows could be viewed on porn sites.

The site that turns making love into a foreign concept.

Regular intercourse we overrate for focusing only on the body

instead of the intimacy.

The bonding hormone released at orgasm is released during masturbation ,when no one is present

so the bonding hormone we was all blessed with, stop having it’s effect.

Now privacy and safety is at risk and exposed to children

for falling victims to sexual offenders

and a quarter of teenagers been bullied through the internet or texting

and a select few have participated in sexting.

Devils strategy is to create a false sense of reality.

Schemed demonology mislead population strategically.

Evil rarely detectable, its defined as a malicious tactic in stealth mode like a fighter plane.

Devils is the president that’s winning

every election

and fallen angles are the corrupted politicians in the house of Congress

utilizing musical instruments and technology.

Comment below if you can think of ways how music and technology affect society?

This Is A Cold World 

This is real
and time kills
The stress is
what I feel.
Living in a nightmare
since birth
I ask myself
“Am I cursed?”
Things just got worst
Overthink shit
becuase life is a bitch.
Walk and walk around
all over town.
Contemplating and imagining
wishing things was different
My mind and personality is insipid.
Failed to take leadership
of my priorities.
Tired of responsibilities
Time to take the easy way out.
I need a cheat code
to defeat the boss of each level.
In the mirror I see devils
whispering in my ear
telling me
“God don’t exist here”
I’m tired of working for
a boss
I want to be my own boss.
I’m lost.
Who am I kidding
I been lost,
mentally and spiritually.
Should I turn to Jack Daniels?
Devour liquor like sharks
devour people.
“All men are created equal”
This is hysterical
becuase the man that wrote this
is on Mount Rushmore.
I will never go to visit Mount Rushmore
becuase I don’t look up to slave owners.
Freedom in America is overated.
It’s hard being a man,
especially a black man,
darkskin or tan
most lack funds
to carry out the plan
to live the American dream.
I blame America
for bombing Nagasaki
and Hiroshima
Later on our sercets
we’re stolen from russia.
One day in the future
there will be another
world war.
More blood and gore
then a mortal combat
game.
Violence and pain
is more common
than peace and happiness.
Slavery existed since ancient days.
From Egyptians
to Babylonians
to Persians
to Greece
to Romans.
Picking cotton in the 1700’s
and 1800’s
Jim crow laws existed
between late 1800’s to mid 1900’s
If you think about it,
humans were easily
living past 100
back in ancient days
Humans were twice
the size back then
compared to the humans
today.
Where did black people come from?
Where did Spanish people come from?
Where did Asains come from?
If Tupac and Biggie Smalls were white
do you think their murders would still be a mystery?
Why do we have black history?
Why can’t white and black combine together
and just be history?
White and black is always a label.
I missed days when I watch Disney movies
and fairytales.
I thought happily ever afters was guaranteed.
That’s all a big dream.
The older generation think we’re lazy
That might be true maybe.
Technology makes life more complex.
Owners of businesses will work you to death.
They don’t give a fuck about you
or your kids.
They still expect you to come to work
while your sick.
In high school, kids and even teachers
prejudging you every minute
Now days beef gets personal becuase niggas will bring your kids into it.
This what happens when you mix family
and busniess.
Kids robbing and killing their parents over Jordans.
As a kid, Michael Jordan was my hero, but now to me he is a asshole.
He don’t give a fuck about the poor.
His sneakers the poor can’t afford.
Why can’t he lower the prices?
We have a president that clueless
and he don’t respect women.
A man will kill another man over a women.
A woman will be a side chick to man
and wear the title proudly
becuase of jealousy.
Humans are the crack
Humans are the cocaine
Humans are the acholic beverages
Humans are the HIV/AIDS
Humans are wicked
Guns aren’t evil,
but the person that pulls the trigger
is the real devil
A man can take your life without
pulling the trigger
by stealing your wife.
But is it really called “stealing”
If your wife is voultnerairly cheating?
Being deceiving, sending nudes
behind your back
while you break your back
providing her a lifestyle
and yet she fucking another man
with out using a Trojan or a lifestyle.
Men are just as bad and it’s sad.
A man will live a double life,
get his girl pregnant
while all along he had a wife.
Lie about his name and age
just to get pussy.
Taking advantage of a girl
that’s naive.
She gets heartbroken
when she find out the truth.
The truth hurts becuase the
facts are rude.
Imagine if you was this girl,
would you trust another
man in this world?
Life is cold,
when you gotta get an abortion
and kill a baby that you wanted
becuase you love a man
that promise you
that you are in his future plans.
Ya takes pics and you post them
On Instagram.
Brag to all your Follwers
and friends
until you get pregnant.
He telling you to get
the abortion
and he don’t
take you to clinic.
Now you tell your parents.
Mother is ashamed and disgusted
Well maybe it’s her fault
for being too strict and not understanding.
Saying No to everything is not
protecting you daughter.
It’s pushes her futher and further
away from her mother
and closer into men that are abusive
mentally or physically or both.
Video games are addictive
I remember when I was a kid
They said it poisonous to a kids mind
They say video games is a waste of time.
Parents act mature around their children
but around other adults they don’t like,
they act immature ,some act worst then
the children.
Sometimes parents can be the biggest hypocrites.
Sometimes as an adult, you can learn from children.
Sometimes we fail to protect our children
from the rapist and it makes me sick to my fucking stomach when muthafuckas say victims are the scapegoat.
Listen I don’t care how tight her dress or how short her shorts are,
nobody deserves that.
People have issues and through their anger and issues animals get abused.
Torture and slaughter of animals is evil.
Dog fighting is common and this was not God’s intention.
Wealth imbalances, Famine, Diseases, War and terrorism, Addictions, racism and unemployment
having me fearing the future
worrying I’m going to die young
or be a bum searching for crumbs
for not taking school serious.
I do take education serious
but I’m delirious
without my therapist
becuase I keep over thinking
for a hundred different reasons
and I’m addicted to over thinking.
I hate giving advice when people
ask for it because I feel like a hypocrite.
Everything in this poem I mentioned
is what I think about over and over.
One day I fear it will be my last
day
and a voice says to me
“Game over”
Beginning of November I posted
a “Meaning of Fear” post
but that wasn’t a third of what
I really fear
I don’t know what’s in my future

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Heartless and Heartbroken 


Through our actions
subconsciously choose
to be heartless or heartbroken.
Loyalty, commitment, and passion
to complete our satisfaction.
But sometimes we so desperate
we fall victims of affliction
but what was the addiction?
Was it jealousy or possession?
Possession  mistaken for power.
Most rather be leaders than followers
but does power last forever?
If it does,  what happens
when forever over?
Do broken hearts stay broken?
Or do we heal like Logan?
A straight line like
the lowercase ‘l’
is  really a lowercase ‘s’.
Every answer won’t
always be yes.
We all want go straight
but get lost along the way
by turning  right or left.
Imagine being right handed
fighting a left handed fighter
Your an quick dodger
but most of the punches still land .
Prime example of the demonstration
of the lowercase ‘l’ and ‘s’.
Bewildered head spinning right and left
Life seems like a open book quiz
but it’s a complex test
The path looks straight
but look hard enough
you find some curves
along the way.
Life don’t have a VCR
can’t rewind the tape.
Thought you could
run a mile
but your out of shape,
breathing hard after
the first lap
about to have an asthma attack
Listen to the words
I just spoken.
I just describe the feeling
of being heartbroken.
Think they love you
until they hurt you.
Is love overrated?
Is being heartless underrated?
Are we born ruthless?
Ask the master
behind the behavior
of being ruthless
as we listen
like obedient students
that dances to the devil’s music.
Sell your soul to Satan
so now the lies are blatant.
To get what I want
by any means necessary
and everybody is an adversary.
Eyes are bleary
as I’m examining my reflection.
Humans are complicated like
a c-section
and I turn aside from
the positive affections.
Went from affectionate boyfriend
to abandoning her at 8 months pregnant.
You got hurt and now you hurt back
twice as bad.
To support your infant
fucking every man in sight
for some quick cash
until you catch the monster
in which  turn you
into  a monster
in which turn you
into a hunter
and every man is a deer
you kill  by letting
them give it to you
in the rear.
Loyalty is rare
in this world
you can die anywhere
but how is that possible
if God is everywhere?
Wishing on a miracle
for being spiritual
turns you suicidal
after you have remorse
for being  homicidal.
Wishing on a miracle makes you desperate
seeking unnecessary attention
looking for affection
in the wrong places
which leads to
tears out of faces
in which you are
now invasive
so you seek revenge
with everbody
you have static
with.
Is retaliation
more potent than
forgiveness
when your heartbroken?

 

Walking Willy The Cannibal

This is Halloween and I wanted to write something very evil to really spook my followers. I want you to really see the type of mind that I have. I can write a poem about anything. I can write the sweetest poems in the world, and I can can write the meanest poems in the world. I have a crazy imagination. But at the end of the day this is only a poem  For those of reading this, this poem is graphic and evil so if you don’t have the stomach for violence, stop now and log off and go watch cartoons. This poem is not for kids. Also please if this poem is inappropriate I do apologize but I would rather you not leave me any negative comments or any criticism. At the end of the day, this is my blog and I can post what I like. I give everybody respect on their blogs, even when  I don’t agree with their point of view. So again, this is very graphic and  I have a few Christian followers. To my christian followers, this is only a blog and I wanted to spook my followers.  I am still a man of God, just wanted to have some fun today.

 

The poem below is the prayer Walking Willy say Every Morning

 

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“The demons of the world

Thrown out through the gates of heaven,
Look upon to Satan for guidance and protection.
Cast the evil spirits upon these worthless humans,
and turn their lives into a life of prison.
Lead them into temptation, and a life of sin to lead them away from heaven.

Remain invisible and hide upon their shadows,
to secretly pierce their heart with the sharp head of an arrow.
Break their hearts in half,
then look at them and god and laugh.
Show no mercy.
The people of God are not worthy.
Deceive and defeat them
Snap them in half, like a pencil or stem.
We abhor god, the angels, and all his followers,
We as demons worship Lucifer as our true leader,
And we are his followers. “

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I killed more kids
and babies than
miscarriages and abortions.
I talk to myself in third
person
while I torture little children.
Laugh like Beetle juice

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and drinking blood
like a flu patient
drink orange juice.

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I collect the bones as
a museum
Lie low in the woods.

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For every life that I took
I leave their faces looking shook
with blood on their school books.
My habitat is 600ft from the back
of the junior high school.
My favorite type of prey
are the snot nose kids that drool.

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I’m like a prison predator
and I flesh on the dead
like a scavenger.
I look more intimidating
then the Undertaker
in his prime on Wrestle Mania.

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I sniff humans 600 ft. away
like wolverine.

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I’m in disguise like
mystique

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and hair is long
like Sabertooth.

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Survival of the fittest
and I need food.
I rise from the dead
This time of year.

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There he go
I see a snot nose
kid with long hair.
Snatch him up quick
Drool on his face
I began to lick.
Drool is my appetizer
His face is the entree.

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He screaming in terror
like somebody getting raped.
Nothing but bones left
on the plate.

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In the woods there is no
survival.
They call me
Walking Willy The Cannibal.
I welcome my followers

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to my habitat and
we will have fun
like we at the carnival.

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