“brother & sister”

something about the African air mixed with clear skies and breeze from the ocean electric street markets, smell of roasted meat with caressing wind on the skin stirring emotions within…
heart bleeding feeling the pain hearing the voices eccentric thoughts staring into the horizon watching the sun drop behind the Atlantic epic tales of histories dark past ships cast off the shore families torn never to see home again…
really what the hell is wrong with people? No one in their right mind would desire to be a slave and only the broken remain in chains while those born into it know nothing else…until one comes along who is special

Excels in understanding blessed and gifted to bring understanding to those who can’t see so he or she begins to teach

Knowledge of self-compels and bids ignorance farewells…
colour of skin black origins running away altering truth re-writing history hatred and filled with violence technological advancements applications always to control humanity  

desolation vaccination Christian missionaries of disease just to kill black
the beating drums of rhythm depict expression no words could express move the body and replace the internal pulse
goose bumps tears and divine embrace this is my rightful place
tied to my ancient bloodline inspiration of my mother understanding historical paradigms what transpires not in the moment but in successive lifetimes

Birth abroad instruction and lessons given me I now try share…

dealing with each other we must be careful…repetitive beatings, degradation and oppression has made everyone sensitive…
mental toughness and very strong willed driven with discipline I hold myself to a high standard but, today’s men have lost their manhood softened by western ways and with that a nation has lost its identity internationally imprisoned voicing complaints but no one listens…
nation without a nation…
politically no leadership with a character enveloping and representing the whole a body without a soul

Reflect and don’t continue into the future self-unchecked

Without unity really what will be the outcome? Misery and complete loss of dignity that’s already been done; best you can do for the few who listen and have a desire to…pick up the pieces why while you still can…

Why wait for more tragedy to become family???

Sayyar Ismail “brother & sister” copyright ®2014


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Author/Poet grew up to U.S.born parents but me myself not born in the U.S. Al-Maghib (Morocco) is home I like to think that we all aren't bad HUMAN BEINGS...and express myself openly mainly through poetry Confined to reality...I write about experiences, current affairs, political science & historical views with researched detail (is always the aim)... I don't seek to tear anyone or any particular group down...instead re-build falsehood on truth. Insha'allah in the process people will find something good in my work and that for me is enough...

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