Thursday, December 11, 2008

CANNABIS INDUCED RANT: by Norka Nadal

I'm the face of a nation fighting to stay afloat,
generation that screams the loudest for attention,
while picketing in a cashmere coat.

Our children full of aggression
disclose their intentions on YouTube videos
spitin' words in fucked up rap sessions.
Obsession, oppression, possession
control and domination... we live in the bulliest of nations.

Martin Luther King - true believer in nonaggression,
ponder this knowledge in you weed induced skull sessions....
Don't think for a minute the government will fix this mess
with a big ass jam session!
Mighty US Nation... how fucked up is Uncle Sam's facial expression?

Our clinical depression is nothing more than an executive session
with indirect, linear and multiple regression...
...FDA... take a pill.. putting your feelings, thoughts
and opinions to sleep.
They don't care what they reap, just as long the labor's cheap...
and all the while you lie numb and brain stiffed,
they portray themselves as the white sheep.

But in all this, what of the children we don't dare look and see
with empty stomachs while they sleep atop diamond rich soil, their bodies naked and ill...
FDA will test their shit and never tell you what it is.. believing in Zion
What the fuck? they must think they're scion!

Super size me, upgrade, downgrade, upload, and download...
but have you ever looked at the barcode?
Why should they regulate how the fuck you wanna reload?!!
Pill popper, syringe devoted, all of you the FDA has encoded! The language of Meth... Morse Coded!

That's why I stay loyal to what I grow, cause it has never stopped my flow.... puff puff pass... PUFF PUFF PASS!

©NORKA NADAL

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

DE DONDE VENGO by: Norka Nadal

De Donde Vengo

Soy; Soy de un lugar que cuando el palmar se mece,
despoja la bruma que pueda llevar cualquier cabeza.
Soy de ahi.
Sol de medio dia que pica
mas fuerte que una avispa.

Soy el ronquido de la molienda,
el musculo incansable del negro que la trabaja,
y mi sudor, melao de ca~a.
Soy de ahi.
Espalda doblada que no descanza.

Soy la flor de ca~a brava con aroma a melaza,
el filo de un machete y la curva del garabato.
Soy noche de Zafra en pleno Febrero.
Soy de ahi.
Cuero de tambo afina'o que repica.

Soy Luna llena de ca~ero que arropa el valle mochero,
corriente de rio que acompa~a el sendero
del humano que camina bajo el sereno.
Soy de ahi.
De la raiz silvestre que habita en cada ser.

Soy la sicatriz que todavia sangra
por las injusticias en contra de mi gente negra.

Soy la esclava, la cimarrona, y la curandera.
Soy la mulata concubina y la negra hechicera.
Soy la noche, soy el dia.
Soy quien en tus sue~os habla del Africa lejana.

De Donde Vengo?
De ahi.
Quien soy?
La Esencia antes de que fuera Ser.

Soy la belleza de la quietud del silencio,
y la musa que duerme dentro.
Lagrima de sal que se convierte en ancho mar,
tierra obscura fertil que doy mis hijos para alimentar.
Soy de ahi, de donde vengo.





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