See the…youth in these Beautiful Carcasses?
See the…truth in these Beautiful Carcasses.
See our…Roots in these Beautiful Carcasses.

Kings and Queens suspend below god, while,
Devil’s heaven plays puppeteer, and,
Unspoken Martyrs see Africa awaiting them in the river.
Oh No! They impress,
Don’t stand and deliver,
To just hang as a Nigger!


See the…pride in these Beautiful Carcasses?
& The bleeding hides of these Beautiful Carcasses?
Tossed aside were these Beautiful Carcasses.

Esau dragged me to infinity,
But my skin’s resilient after forty score.
Necks bear swollen deathmark. Should I smile?
At least angels float on their own will.
Bulging eyes remain searching for home still, and,
Your rope is not a fashion statement!


They…laughed at the plentiful Beautiful Carcasses.
Then…gasped in envy at the Beautiful Carcasses.
We still have new millennium Beautiful Carcasses?

We are no longer your engineering ornaments.
Past souls’ soles near Exodus’s culmination, while,
This day I dance with Queenie to Djembe drums, while,
My ancestral brethren glide with us deflecting mockery, Now!
Respect our Nubian omnipotence, for,
Your largest noose is too small for gods and goddesses, Now,


They flee the likes of these Beautiful Carcasses.
You see the…light in these Beautiful Carcasses?
You’ll feel the…life of these Beautiful Carcasses.

Feel The…Life!

Of.
These.
Beautiful.
Carcasses.



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Peace
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