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In this cruel world the lioness lived
so much different, they all believe
But I stood still and saw her beauty
her face her body and gave my duty

I like her hair whose change its shade
Her smile a star above that god has laid
Myth brought up to life, her curves displayed
bright deep red and soft pink orange

An art that shines beyond the range
when I glimpse her face some lights erupt
the northern lights whose beauty can’t be corrupt

But I don’t care about this prettiness
all I care is if she owns some kindness
an olive bearing, JAH’s dove
I feel her humanity, peace and love

Just got to know her not just by name
A wild bold spark I couldn’t tame
she’s belligerent, brave a pepper flame
charging through life with no hint of shame

Spontaneous soul with a brilliant mind
a fierceness that’s rare yet beautifully kind
determined and sharp with a laugh that flies
you see the storm and the sun in her eyes

her heart is huge her spirit unchained
with charisma so deep it can’t be explained
at times she’s cynical quick with a jest
but soft in her core, more than the rest

Her smile disarms her charms aware
she walks with confidence proud and brave

I also like some piercing tattoos and dreadlocks
but these are extras and only talks
so my taste is understandable and relatively unique
so all I left is a lioness to seek.

With faith divine our hearts align,
our passion of JAH is a sign
I’ll live with her, our faith will grow,
in love, in peace, where humanity flow.

Together we’ll live, in faith so true,
with love and peace to guide us through.
To share my life and faith with her,
in love and peace, our hearts concur.

With her beside me, I will say,
I believe in love peace and humanity every day.
praise and thanks to JAH the one.
enjoy!
Justin Aptaker Aug 2019
i and i wept
by the waters of Knoxville
remembering Zion
repatriation, what a notion
slowly, we came to our senses

the brave new world
closing in around us
we sought our refuge
at the doors of perception

timothy leary and
Marcus Garvey
were on a bad trip
together one day
when it began to snow outside
like grace
from heaven, falling
i was there with them
the angel of death

my thanatalivity
is all i know now
i will make it
to the end
Written ca. 2012
ConnectHook Mar 2017
Yes I , Putin de RAAAS fi tru him a de Ras of Rases. Cantrolling all dem eleckshan widout deteckshan, cyan touch Putin. Him a hack Babylonian komputah worse den cutlass hack di bush inna mi yard. Putin so cool, dem cyan even stop him hack Babylon Supah-bowl. Ras Putin secret Rasta, Ras Putin tru servant of JAH Almighty Rastafari. Vladimir a teach Haile Selassie di Solomonic wisdom, an ting weh mi seh...

Selah....
A plane got a wing but a boat got a hong kong...
ConnectHook Mar 2017
When the gay colors
are removed,
you are left
with the colors
of Rastafari.
Meditation on the GLBTQ banner:
ConnectHook Sep 2015
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When the Mahdi returns to smite Dajjal,
When the Antichrist in his temple of lies
is vanquished by lightning from God’s black skies
as the shuddering stars blink, waver and fall,
When JAH Rastafari, Lord Jesus (and Paul)
With Isaac and Ismael – even Jibril
Cash in on redemption and pay up the bill
(no longer in discord, but harmonized all) –
When the Jinn (and the tonik) have thrown in the towel
as libations are served by the Heavenly Host,
while Apollyon’s watchdog combusts with a howl
and the demons and dhimmicrats give up the ghost –
only then shall we learn not to entertain doubt.
But until that apocalypse: vote the clowns out !
The signs of the arrival of Dajjal are emerging:
جن لوگوں نے دجال کے بارے میں پڑھا ہے انکے لئے یہ جاننا آسان ہے کہ دجال کا پورا سسٹم تیار ہو چکا ہے.
انکو لیڈ کریں گے اور زلزے جو آرہے ہیں موسم بدل رہا ہے یہ سب حدیثوں میں آچکا ہے۔ پاکستان میں سیلاب اور زلزلہ ڈینگی یہ سب اسی کا ایک حصہ ہے

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dare you to listen to THIS:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6lww3LftQaw

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