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[Couzifer]

Hello friends, I know its been a while since I put up something here...so I've tried to put this piece together from the inspiration I got...guess where...from a beat by beat master apopyalips - sun goes down on his myspace page!

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When the sun goes down...
...I lose my sight...to these bright city lights
And as my thoughts engage their rage on a page...
the pen in my hand begins to bleed
so I write...and I write from a blind mind
I write to discover the wonders of the mind
For as these thoughts flows with a blow...like the wind,
...does over hidden and forgotten graveyards...
Secrets of uncertain pasts are slowly revealed...and
Fears from the future come back in time to haunt my dreams...
with visions of a life not yet lived and deaths met amid screams...
of souls departing bodies before their time...its done!
...to fulfill the will of a man written on skulls of fallen warriors...
those lost in front-line battles fought in vain.

When the sun goes down...
...And the bird of song sings its last bit of the day...
in its praise to the gods of the light
I hear voices of lost generations calling from the death of the night
in tongues of dead tribes, those killed in slave ships and fields
their whispers of despair and fear won't let me sleep
So I write...and I write from a sleepy mind
I write to search the footprints of my ancient relatives
...those fading into civilization and scientific ways of mankind
As they go against the will of nature as described by creation
so in deep meditation, I make close conducts with my ancestors
as i seek blessings and wisdom
to battle these crazy demons of poverty...
get rid of the HIV virus, injustices, fear of insecurity
and fight for my rights of equality

When the sun goes down...
...The hunger for success haunts my dreams like nightmares
I stay awake with the owls, listening as the night pass-by
and as I wonder how I'll make it through another chilly night...
into the evils of darkness, another child losses her innocence
and her fragile rights of existence, goes silence!
so I write, because these words I speak are licensed,
and loud enough to seek justice even beyond the essence...
for my presence... here?! is made to shame the pretense...
of these leaders and politicians, playing poli"tricks"
in the name of governance, rooted in corruption schemes
and as unemployment reigns supreme
the youth connect...to stay "social" and "networked"
desperately outsourcing jobs...unawares they end up trapped...
in a world wide web, morals get stripped naked and cultures abused

When the sun goes down...
damn!...its so hard to tell what awaits you at dawn!

[MC Qham]

Honestly i dunno where to quote bruh!i feel blessed by your write,i feel as if it has rekindled a part of my brain i almost forgot it existed,it is on point and my favorite lines were these:

Couzifer said:

...I lose my sight...to these bright city lights
And as my thoughts engage their rage on a page...
the pen in my hand begins to bleed
so I write...and I write from a blind mind

vivid imagery,i see this everyday when i get from a hustle,and get absorbed by a dark blanket they call night

Couzifer said:

I write to discover the wonders of the mind

surely,i cudnt xplain more!am lovin this

Couzifer said:

For as these thoughts flows with a blow...like the wind,
...does over hidden and forgotten graveyards...
Secrets of uncertain pasts are slowly revealed...and
Fears from the future come back in time to haunt my dreams...
with visions of a life not yet lived and deaths met amid screams...
of souls departing bodies before their time...its done!
...to fulfill the will of a man written on skulls of fallen warriors...
those lost in front-line battles fought in vain.

damn!!deep!!!

Couzifer said:

I hear voices of lost generations calling from the death of the night
in tongues of dead tribes, those killed in slave ships and fields
their whispers of despair and fear won't let me sleep
So I write...and I write from a sleepy mind

:P

as if that was not enough elavation,u killed it with these last stanza!

Couzifer said:

I stay awake with the owls, listening as the night pass-by
and as I wonder how I'll make it through another chilly night...
into the evils of darkness, another child losses her innocence
and her fragile rights of existence, goes silence!
so I write, because these words I speak are licensed,
and loud enough to seek justice even beyond the essence...
for my presence... here?! is made to shame the pretense...
of these leaders and politicians, playing poli"tricks"
in the name of governance, rooted in corruption schemes
and as unemployment reigns supreme
the youth connect...to stay "social" and "networked"
desperately outsourcing jobs...unawares they end up trapped...
in a world wide web, morals get stripped naked and cultures abused

When the sun goes down...
damn!...its hard to tell what awaits you at dawn!

this is what happens to internet socialism,u said it better!!!:

Couzifer said:

and as unemployment reigns supreme
the youth connect...to stay "social" and "networked"
desperately outsourcing jobs...unawares they end up trapped...
in a world wide web, morals get stripped naked and cultures abused

what more can i say bro,you just made my week,mos def poem of the week!!!You just prove to be one of the best poets around!! :wink: :mrgreen:

R.I.P. Guru Peace!!! :cry:

[apopyalips]

i can't believe u got inspiration from ma beat to write this. this is awesome. www.myspace.com/cdrill u killed it.

[tha high priest]

yeah bro as usual u elevatin with ur writtin.stanza killed it for me.keep up.

[adinoyi]

when i think of african poet i think couzifer....'the hunger for success haunt my dreams like nightmere'
my most favoured line.tiet.

[Couzifer]

Thanks a mil' people...I really appreciate the love

MC Qham - thanks bro for goin deep into this to understand it...keeps me going.
apop - yeah man...the first time I heard that beat...the words jus' started comin' n' kept on comin...thanks man!
tha high priest - I see u bro'...thanks for the love

adinoyi said:

when i think of african poet i think couzifer....

I'm humbled...thanks poet!

[fikrah]

the starting...a serious tone with a relatively melancholic mood...the imagery is awesome

Couzifer said:

When the sun goes down...
...I lose my sight...to these bright city lights
And as my thoughts engage their rage on a page...
the pen in my hand begins to bleed
so I write...and I write from a blind mind
I write to discover the wonders of the mind
For as these thoughts flows with a blow...like the wind,

goes on to deliver the best...nostalgic moments

Couzifer said:

Secrets of uncertain pasts are slowly revealed...and
Fears from the future come back in time to haunt my dreams...
with visions of a life not yet lived and deaths met amid screams...
of souls departing bodies before their time...its done!
...to fulfill the will of a man written on skulls of fallen warriors...
those lost in front-line battles fought in vain.

here we slowly ride the rhythm...steadily

Couzifer said:

When the sun goes down...
...And the bird of song sings its last bit of the day...
in its praise to the gods of the light
I hear voices of lost generations calling from the death of the night
in tongues of dead tribes, those killed in slave ships and fields
their whispers of despair and fear won't let me sleep
So I write...and I write from a sleepy mind
I write to search the footprints of my ancient relatives
...those fading into civilization and scientific ways of mankind
As they go against the will of nature as described by creation
so in deep meditation, I make close conducts with my ancestors
as i seek blessings and wisdom
to battle these crazy demons of poverty...
get rid of the HIV virus, injustices, fear of insecurity
and fight for my rights of equality

just telling it as it is in this final powerful and haunting delivery...

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When the sun goes down...
...The hunger for success haunts my dreams like nightmares
I stay awake with the owls, listening as the night pass-by
and as I wonder how I'll make it through another chilly night...
into the evils of darkness, another child losses her innocence
and her fragile rights of existence, goes silence!
so I write, because these words I speak are licensed,
and loud enough to seek justice even beyond the essence...
for my presence... here?! is made to shame the pretense...
of these leaders and politicians, playing poli"tricks"
in the name of governance, rooted in corruption schemes
and as unemployment reigns supreme
the youth connect...to stay "social" and "networked"
desperately outsourcing jobs...unawares they end up trapped...
in a world wide web, morals get stripped naked and cultures abused

When the sun goes down...
damn!...its so hard to tell what awaits you at dawn!

[brooks]

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! i waish i commented on this first.
they have said it all couz dayyeem!
nice write bro! welcome back...

[Couzifer]

Thanks brooks...long time no see bro'...wut tha' deal?!

fikrah...I see u' holmes...I appreciate your feedback on this.

[cornelius]

today as the sun goes down i understand ya poem.
thanks for the endless scripts to all poets and couz you did damage.
this side of the site even after a while sparks a flame of joy in ma soul. thanks unmet homies
crazy ha to be friends with people we have never met.D

[oxytim]

Ur making me change my opinions about waking up, or going to sleep...
this is a captivating piece, cudn't take me eyes of it...
keep 'em coming

[Poetic Seraph]

I rest in awe...

[Couzifer]

Poetic Seraph said:

I rest in awe...

I see you Queen :)

[revolt]

hey cuz its been a while 4 both of us lol, dope drop as allways

[africanseed]

YHOOOO!! U R GIFTED!!

[GodSon]

dosnt it border us all fam?...nice rite up!