Reading the language of Egyptian mummies
Performing a spiritual abolution with some smartest dummies
My spiritual DNA is the bloodline of the universe
Trying to fly the moon with the self-made wings of my wit
But planet earth is buried in time with millions of starving tummies
Killed by egotism and the idiocy in identity Olympics
Undress your old brain, limited and conditioned by the madness of social values
Chimpanzees making big money in migrant markets
Fill your leaking brains with critical thinking
Know for once they are not working FOR fugitives, they are working ON refugees
Reading the language of Egyptian mummies
Televised lies through propaganda made us yelling
"Woo... The southern mafia lost the war"
Now the monster grows bigger scales
Savages in parliament, animals on sidewalks
Can you read signs of Ge'ez? Am reading stars,
making love with wars to breed peace
We are ruined, consumed, eaten
Pardon me, let my verbal shovel strike
before my DNA is deleted from the stars
Reading the language of Egyptian mummies
Ignorance is afraid of mummified reality
Listen, dumb kid, thunder gave birth to the earth
To separate light from darkness
The cross is a symbol of violence,
Blood on the Bible, the Quran - scriptures of men
No respect for the human soul, the
wildlife, the environment - creations of God
Pedophiles continue to sodomise after sermon preachings
Grass smokers continue to suffer in prison
Reading the language of Egyptian mummies
My spiritual abolution with these cremated thoughts
feels like the hardest drug I've ever taken
So good at playing riddles but can't figure out the stages of life
Asylum denied, letters of eviction from a beloved con
Can't breathe in silence with the emptiness inside
Afraid of having a conversation with their conscious selves
Now their brotherhoods are trying to snatch my DNA off the milky way
Wavy emotions of their tears intersecting my dreams
But I silence my old brain, against all odds, so the new brain can speak for victims
Reading the language of Egyptian mummies
The main reason for divorce is marriage
I'm conservative towards my DNA, trying to divorce my thoughts from old norms
That charade of conditioning holds a lot of internal conflict
When the mind is quite, only then can the soul speak
The immense lack of respect is the womb in which all conflicts sprout
If there are no further issues there'll be no need for tissues
The world we live in is a notorious crime scene
Convict my poem and my pen will grow million heads
Look brother, there's tobacco in Egyptian mummies
©lamin
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