Monday, 16 November 2009

Michael Jackson and his Umbrella Right?

Hacker Intelligence Reports...

This is a poem of mine about how i see the world right now. How i see some folks and institutions who are privileged and some folks who are not. Some folks who can live their lives under a safe, strong umbrella and some folks who are doomed to live in the rain. Its a poem about kings and queens, children in poverty and umbrella'ness.

Crushed in isoloation from childhood
The grown man did manueoveur for the umbrella
Forsaking 'Self' the Universe grows 'I'
Yet, The grown man did still manueoveur for the umbrella

Its sense is strong and bright
It keeps me warm in bed tonight
Forsaking 'Self' the Universe grows 'I'
Yet, The grown man did still manueoveur for the umbrella

What doth qualify your umbrella right?
Is it fame, fortune, genius or birthright?
Forsaking 'Self' the Universe grows 'I'
Yet, The grown man did still manueoveur for the umbrella

Does the threat of terrorism come from black or white, fear and fright?
Or does it come from those without umbrella right?
Forsaking 'Self' the Universe grows 'I'
Yet, The grown man did still manueoveur for the umbrella

A poverty child, a dispossessed family, a mind driven insane with umbrella fright
Who will inherit the non-umbrella world this night?
Forsaking 'Self' the Universe grows 'I'
Yet, The grown man did still manueoveur for the umbrella

So if you are an umbrella hogger
A world bank, A crowned prince, a celebrity, a wealthy
Forsaking 'Self' the Universe grows 'I'
One day you will wish that you had never ever known that golden umbrella

Those without umbrella will someday inherit the earth.

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