Excerpts from "The Fire In Me"

The Lynchings
By Tehut-Nine
©1999

People have heard the stories
But now the trees are speaking
The moon is uttering her proclamations
The explanations given by the wind is chilling
Rivers are willing to testify
If they'll get amnesty
Even ropes have loosened up a bit
They tell my story
They tell the gory truth
About how strange fruits
Use to hang on trees everywhere
The sun stares me dead in the eyes
And says nobody knows the troubles I've seen
I've seen babies ripped
From between their mothers womb
I've seen kings made into coons
And while Abner Louimas wounds may past
I've seen men stuffed with gunpowder up their ass
For it was my task to look out
At the pic a nigger cook outs
When trees used to be booked out for days
Performing lynchings on slaves
To make sure hungry graves had plenty of black meat to eat
Back then rivers used to keep secrets for the KKK
And knifes would play
Private parts in public shows
But only fire knows this best
Because their flames used to record
The screams of burning flesh
To impress the rest of nature
But now my creator is cursed
Because nature was coerced into the mayhem
So now the trees that used to hang them
Are being cut down
The winds that carried them across the oceans
Are being polluted
The land is being looted of its resources
Rivers have no sources
For the forces are in pain
And the skies now rain skin cancer
When they answer for the earth
For even the earth that deserted them
Have become like deserts
So was it worth it?
Was it worth it moon?
Why didn't you fine-tune your light,
So they could hide inside the night?
Trees why didn't you shed your branches
And keep your leaves?
Breeze why didn't you cease the wind
From blowing ships
With African kings across the Atlantic?
Ropes what was so romantic
About being so loose with your noose?
For now the chicks have come home to roost

The Supreme Black Queen
By Tehut-Nine
Copyright 1999

The Supreme Black Queen
Supreme with a sheen that blind men have seen
And dead men it seem are fully redeemed
From her gleam they have seen in their permanent dream
Where she cleansed the unclean
And made the dumb scream
In her beam of light
That gave blind men their sight
While she worked to refine and stepped into minds
With the mind of a God
Fear called her odd
When she made a black God
And spoke in his ear
To make him aware that love conquers fear
So do not fear love get fear out your blood.

Men worshipped her mind and called her divine
God made her space and renamed her time
A Black Woman whose mind
Is lined with shrines of treasures
Diamonds and gold and mindless kinds of pleasures,
Speaking spoken words with potent verbs
Proclaiming Psalms of Solomon with Solomon's words
That Maya Angelou called her phenomenal!
Oh yes! She's spiritual, physical, mental, psychological
Her anatomical frame could give you optical strains,
Redirecting the blood flow
Through your arteries and veins
Sending chills down your spine
Like branches and curves
Losing your mind
Trying to define her with words
Which dwell in her nature of mysteries to tell
That she's a heaven for man
If man treats her well
So compel your cells
To make her excel
For we'd be living in hell!
If the Black Woman fell!

But she's supreme
I mean, my Nubian Queen
More than just a dream
She's a beauty to be seen
So men feign to have her power,
Angels bow down to her,
Even God himself pursued her
For God himself came through her
The worlds first liberator
The Black Man's creator
Some call her Justice
Some call her Mother Nature
Mother Earth, Mother of the universe
Mother of all the ages, mother of all the races…

Excerpts from "Mental Eye-roglyphics"

 

Mental Hieroglyphics
By Tehut-Nine
©2000

In the equation of everything
Everything is the root of everything
So it matters not that time is not matter
For time matters anyway
Like the last time
I stepped out of my mind
And was told that I am out of my mind
For saying that I can step out of my mind
Because I spread my mind
Like how second hand smoke spreads cancer
Giving you answers to questions
You weren't even thinking about thinking about thinking

So now you're thinking to yourself
That my thinking is fallible
When you should be thinking about
Thinking if your mind is Y2K compatible
Because it's possible you're not ready
Taking things light
When thoughts are heavy
Make sure your skin is Y2KKK ready
Because I already divorced my shadow
For being too dull and shallow
By refusing to lead or follow
While the nights' shadow swallows me up
Because it's just not black enough
To represent me in the 21st century
Where red lights will send me stoplights
To stop my sight
From seeing my aura
While deception deceives my dogma
Fully experienced from watching daddy dog ma

But oh what a tangled web we weave
When first we practice to deceive
When first we practice to dis eve
The mother of all the living
The black woman who has given you what you know
So now you'll reap back what you sow
But! If this is so,
Then I guess Native Americans are destined to grow
From the untimely graves they were planted in
By white men who came to America as planters
And planted them in mass graves
Filled with their entire population
So now the population is out of control
And they're trying to institute population control
By claiming it's an emergency
I said by claiming it's an emergency
But you're too scared to emerge and see!

 

Chocolate Bar Poem
(AkA) Love is just a feeling
by Tehut-Nine
© 1999

When I think about this thing called love
I feel like I'm above the sky's ceiling
But love is just a feeling
And what I'm feeling is real odd
But I thank God for the woman that I love
Because she fits me like a glove made for my soul
And when I hold her in my mind
She makes me chime like I'm a bell
Because she rings my hormones well
And every cell inside me wants her
I want to plant her in my heart
So she can grow upon my thoughts
Because I fought to have her feigning
But she said love is just a feeling
And sex was all that men believe in
So I said
Is it a sin that I begin
My mornings with thinking of you?
And feigning for you
While dreaming of you
And sticking myself to the grip of your glue
For I would do what God did
And send her Cupid with two of my ribs
To show her I'm true
And multiply her by two
For she's like the blue of my sky
And in the view of my eye
She's more than I've seen
Ten times she's a Queen
For I've seen her in dreams
Where she feigned for a sip of the word on my lips

So I flavored her lips with a deep chocolate kiss
That made her lips flicker
From the nuts in my Snickers Bars
And I swore I saw stars
When she grabbed on my Mars
I've got scars as proof
I tell you the truth just ask Baby Ruth
And I bet she will say
It was like Milky Ways
For it went on for years
Like the Three Musketeers
So we sat down on chairs
Where she Mound on my lap
While I Crunched her Kit Kat!!!

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