My Ink's Worth.

edited June 2012 in Poetry / spoken word
Hieroglyphs on walls, sounds of nature

Artistic impressions revealing the story's nakedness

Sudden rush that turns on my bride,

The irresistible touch and vigor

Is worth my ink

Dates and unleavened bread

Jars full of wine, communally we drink

With music from the harp in sync,

I fly as the quill's tip comes to contact with ink

Before landing on the scroll.



Hammurabi must have sleep walked,

Slipped, fell and died on his ink

Stone tablets saved us from blindness

an eye for an eye; absolute madness.

Since Moses' shoes were not worth near holiness,

Barefoot I dwell in the mosque

Gently squeezing Tasbih beads in my heart,

Moving Himalayas from Nepal to Senegal

That's worth my ink.



How many Bin Ladens have they created

Despite claiming to have killed one

Again and again ask yourself

Can the world be a safe place?

With sons that can turn life to rubble

As the strapped clock tick-talks

The innocent souls to waste,

My word is worth the ink as i celebrate

Passing the tradition, generation to generation.

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    edited July 2011
    word up.son thats some deep ish.
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    edited September 2011
    [quote name="fikrah"]

    As the strapped clock tick-talks

    The innocent souls to waste,

    My word is worth the ink as i celebrate

    Passing the tradition, generation to generation.[/quote]

    i love this closure!!

    mad props to the piece bro!
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    edited March 2012
    I will always come back and read this...I will always do, this piece is worth an ocean of ink man[quote name="fikrah"]

    Hammurabi must have sleep walked,

    Slipped, fell and died on his ink

    Stone tablets saved us from blindness

    an eye for an eye; absolute madness.

    Since Moses' shoes were not worth near holiness,

    Barefoot I dwell in the mosque

    Gently squeezing Tasbih beads in my heart,

    Moving Himalayas from Nepal to Senegal

    That's worth my ink.

    [/quote]

    Deep write bro.
  • Vote Up0Vote Down
    edited March 2012
    im feeling this right here...ur ink worth needs to be paid with more attention. Where did all the poets go?
  • Vote Up0Vote Down
    edited March 2012
    Dopeness bruh. your imagery were on point. u brought ya A game into this piece, i should be paying u more attention. damn! i wish i can learn ya language so that i can understand the lyrics in your audio works. kudos!
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    edited May 2012
    Speechless, love this site..mad props man
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    edited May 2012
    The world killed Jesus. They said pharoah denied him his rights but it was judas who was right in his bestowed. lol. Same things repeating hey... Krash Korse.
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    edited June 2012
    Now poems like this are the reason I can't leave AHH. I wonder where all the poets at? Nice piece.
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