Do I want the world where I live...

Graffiti by WON, ABC from Germany
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Do I want the world where I live?
To be a place of poverty and misery
Do I want the world where I live?
To be a place where power is exercise
Thus, discrimination and oppression are on the rise
Do I want the world where my children live?
To be a place always on war, them not knowing peace

This is our time, our generation
Time to open the way, to positive inspiration
Love, peace, harmony and human unity
Screams of the past, that re-sounds in my brain
Were all their demonstrations in vain?
What happened with those youth fighters?
Who wanted to change the world?
Hope they’re on reserve.
Bring back them all

Dreams of a world
Where paradise is experienced
Solitude, egocentrism, competition
And frontiers exterminated
Happiness, joy, dear to dream
And achieve, elevated
I want to live in a world of truth
A world where all the good things fuse
This is our generation
Positive and eternal palpitation
Energy and strength to improve and achieve
Smiles, lives,
Contentment to breath

A world in which every single individual
Aims good, truth, compassion and growth of the spiritual
Undying flame, eternal warm, everlasting human objective
Earth, water, fire and wind.
Rebirth of the true human being new spring

God’s Sun ©

NEGRO

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Cabezas huecas
que nunca podrán aprender
Inaplicadas almas
que tan solo saben robar y vender
Usurpadores de tierra,
trabajo y mujer
Maldecido ser,
destinado a servir y obedecer
Analfabeto, mutilador de sus propios hermanos
Corrupto ser iniciador de todas las enfermedades y males
Salvaje sub-humano,
que siempre quiere y nunca da
Alma perdida
llena de escusas vacías de verdad

Y así nos describen
Y todo esto nos creemos
Y generación tras generación
No prosperamos
Derrotados, maltratados,
discriminados y engañados

Es tiempo de despertar
Y de saber la verdad
Mira a tu alrededor
Y empieza a analizar
Nunca seremos queridos
En una tierra ajena
Nunca habrá paz,
En nuestra tierra arrebatada
Arrebatada a través de guerra y esclavitud
Arrebatada a través de colonizacion y neo-colonizacion
Nuestras tierras y ancestros
No fue todo lo que robaron
En el transcurso de ello
nuestras mentes arrebataron

Estudios de las ciencias
es nuestra verdadera tradición
Llego el momento de entrar en acción
somos inteligentes
al contrario de lo que dicen
somos mucho mas prósperos
de lo que predicen

Muchos llegamos en pateras
Aun y así giramos nuestras vidas
racismo nos penalizo en las escuelas
así como en las comisarias
pero llego el momento de despertar
Nuestra historia debemos estudiar
Imperativo saber de donde venimos
Para poder saber a donde vamos
Elemental saber lo que en el pasado conseguimos
Y esencial saber donde nos equivocamos

Y si conoces la historia de Cid el campeador
Pero no conoces la historia de Reina Nzinga y su esplendor
Si has estudiado los viajes de Marco Polo y Colon
Pero no has oído hablar de Ramses III y su expedición
Y si te conoces a la perfección la historia de José y Jesús
Pero nunca oíste la de Imhotep y Horus
Te tienes que empezar a preguntar que te ha pasado
Como es que conoces todo sobre el imperio griego y romano
Pero pareces no saber nada del imperio de Munumutapa
O del imperio de Mali a las ordenes del majestuoso Mansa Musa
Y has oído y leído Shakespeare y Cervantes
Pero nunca has leído Chinua Achebe
Y así nuestra gente crece
La historia de otros pueblos leyendo
Sus creencias y mentiras interiorizando
Nuestro presente y futuro destrozando


Entiende que ellos no están obligados
a enseñarte lo que tu deberías saber
Nuestra educación depende de nosotros
y eso es lo que debemos entender
Nuestra educación empieza cuando las sillas de las aulas
se empiezan a recoger
descubre, explora, crece
y educa a todo aquel que debe de saber
esta es la única manera que el Negro

majestuoso volverá a ser

God's Sun ©

Black on Black

We exists
Love that persist
No mysteries
No magic
No tricks

Stereotypes
Do not affect us
Black on black perennial
No autumns that debilitated
Leafs that shine all year round
Roots that reach vitamins

And it’s not just us
There is a whole lot around you
You just need to follow the mass
We’re here to advice you

Little things that you need to understand
Love its effortless and reciprocal
Marry your friend, my best advice
You will fool yourself, if you think otherwise

Black on black love
From her I’ve never enough
Black on black exists
They want to demonise the institution indeed

Here now
As there before
Strong now
As never endless before
Black on black love
Tender, durable and soft
Black on black
Eternal positive spirit that dabs

Black on black
Eternal love by your side
Black on black love
Revival of my life

We exist
Ignore all the myth
It can be done
Black on black eternal
Complying with our duty
Under the sun

God’s Sun©

Owu sɔr

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Centuries pass and pass by
Whiles we sleep deep, sleep and cry
Darkness, ignorance and foolishness
Confusion, disillusion and deterioration
Construct of our disintegration

Vaporized are our empires and Queens
Pulverized are our technologies and Kings
And our highness…
Seems to have been lost in our memory
Deep, dark, far… seems so far away
Utopia seems achieving what we had yesterday

Our God (s) seem to have abandoned us
Thus the situation of dependency and fracas
Our art became wood and sand craft
Our architecture from fine building declined to mud hut

if we do not know our history
We cannot balance the truth
What we had and what we are still able to do
Agriculture, husbandry, religion, civilization, science
Philosophy, harmony and art all rooted in our conscience
But deep, deep, deep in our memory

False utopia that we shall overcome
Tyranny is not everlasting, hence shall fall
If it doesn’t, the downfall we shall provoke
Together, educated, knowledgeable of our ancestors mon

Tribalism barriers that stop us from unite
Tribalism age that ban us to advance
Owu sɔr of our hey days
Owu sɔr of our empires, Kings and Queens
Owu sɔr we shall embrace
Owu sɔr of our warriors by anymeans

Reneixance of our land of freedom
That’s all we need
A new day of glory
Recovering everything that was nicked
Owu sɔr of the great people is coming without plead
Owu sɔr of the greatest light
Owu sɔr or die
Owu sɔr shall be our only fulfil wish
Owu sɔr or perish

GOD’S SON ©
* Renaissance, resurrection, rebirth

We Need to get smarter (Raise your game) no compromise

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We can not arrive with knives
To a gun fight
We can no ask, gently, to return
What, long a go, with violence they stole
I will not dear to ask for my nicked phone
I will fight for it and ensure thieve learns lesson

You can not expect any reparation
For what was stole with torture and aggression
You can not expect, don’t be a fool
You need to fight for it any time soon

Dialogue was our downfall
That destroyed our world
Fooling into negotiation
This is the last call
To rebuild the nation

And we need
What we lack
Unity and precision
To avoid being sack

We can not go with knives
To a gun fight
If they have a big nuclear bomb
We should have a bigger one

Aiming no one
But reassuring, adamant
Sending a message for all to see
If you coming to fight
Get ready for the longest night
Simple message for all to see
Before you start
Think!, you will have to re-write history

We need to get smarter
And raise our game
We can’t allow this slaughter
Or we will fall deeper in pain

We need to recover our history
We need to enhance our destiny
Don’t be afraid of the names in the list
We need to get clever and smarter
Remember that a people terrorist
Is another people freedom fighter

Check the Dilemma (Rebloodlution)

God's Sun©

Dilema (Rebloodlution of the Revoluvisionary)

How to preach
What I will not do
How to promote
Death, blood and lost

I’ll not send my son to war
I’ll not defend imaginary lines on the floor
I can’t fight for a flag
I can’t promote death of another lad

The more I learn
The more I understand
And I become the revoluvisionary
Everything comes to my mind clearly

We’ll advance fighting our own
Enemy front line compose of children alone
I’ll like to be a freedom fighter
But I’ll become an assassin never a martyr

Dilemma difficult to solve
How to defend without spilling a drop
Revolution requires blood to fall
Evolution means that the mind shall grow

I’ll not send my son to war
I’ll not promote killing and sore
Dilemma of the revolution ahead
How to take over, without spilling our blood

And we always will have sell outs
And we always will emphasise on our doubts
No revolution, if it means more killing
No revolution, if it means more children souljahs
No revolution, if it means spilling blood
No revolution?
But then which is the solution?

I’ll not send my son to war
I’ll not hold gun to kill the poor
I’ll not participate in increasing the drama
But then shall I allow exploitation?
Submission or revolution, grand dilemma

I don’t want to contribute to my children death
But they’re been killed anyway in the street
From gunshot and knifed down
From starvation and on the sea drawn
Trying to get to the ‘new’ world
Trying to escape from the ‘poor’ pole
Poverty exacerbate by external policies
Implemented by those who collect the profits

Submission or revolution, grand dilemma
Will I preach what I don’t do?
Who will go to war in the front line?
Is it you?
I’ll not send my son to war
I’ll not defend imaginary lines on the floor
I’ll not promote the killing of my children in vain
I’ll not allow our spirit to get insane

But Babylon needs to burn

God's Sun ©

Against all odds

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Even in the inner city mist
Among the contamination we breathe
There is oxygen, essential to live
Summing, adding slowly, slowly in our lungs
Even in the evilest of action
There is hope for salvation
And possibility to achieve true human

Simple, intrinsic, essential, omnipresent
Viable, self-healer, unequivocally transcendental
Knowledgeable of environment and cosmos work
Essentially liable for wrong doing;
Madness on sadness fall
Unstoppable perishment of our world

Hold the pan by its handle
The food can be yet turn
Lowing the fire, stops the scorn
The new human, does not need to be re-born

Even in a world of madness,
Stinginess and soulless
Where humanity, sensitivity and spirituality seems to evanesce
There is still love, peace and harmony
Even in the highest mountain tip
There is life expectancy;
There is the presence of almighty

Breathe deeply and think positively
As everything in this universe is possible
Unachievable, is just impracticable
Everything starts in our mind
The power, the fire and our chant
A chant for freedom
That we should not forget
A chant for peace and unity
That soon we all will get

Impossible, is just a word without meaning
Surrender is just to act cowardly
Human essence, is to grow higher and higher
Human essence, is to achieve our real power
Everything that you know
Are just human beings on their cot
Exploring with their feet
Reacting to inexplicable flows
Blows, towed everything surrounding you
Essential existence, eternal loop

And we think that we know
But every now and then we just re-discover
And technology of the past we can’t uncover
How, who, when, why…
Questions without answer, essential to recover
The past achievement that we did
Pre-historic is nothing as all has been predict
The stars, the sun, the planets
Were and will be there
The goodness, the evil, the madness
Was and will be there
The world goes round
And so does the human being unsound
Unaware of their madness
And soulless
Unaware of their goodness
And power to heal oneself

Even among the most inhabitable mist
Grows beautifully the edelweiss

Restore the inner
Restoring the outer
Explore oneself
Knowing everyone else
Love yourself
And love others
Unveil the infinity of human powers
(LOFE®)LOVE LIFE,
Eternity to paradise.

God’s Sun ®

The Black Sumerians

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…Hence it says the old traditions
Elders in the villages explain
About Black Sumerian’s extinction
Was due that their history
Was never in contained

They disappeared
Because they did not know
They forgot their history
So they were overthrown

How to create an identity
If you forgot your history
How to defend your land
If you forgot what your ancestors done


They disappeared
Because they did not know
They forgot their history
So they were overthrown

And people can change and transform
As time can pass on a blow
Identity can come and go
Know your history reclaim what you own


They disappeared
Because they did not know
They forgot their history
So they were overthrown

God's Sun ©

The hen of the golden eggs

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Indulgence of what is hers
Avoidance of sweat and tears
Disposal of her genes
Recovery by any means

Enough must mean enough
Enough profanation of lasting source
Brightening that blinds foreign soul
Greediness that exhausts our soil

The hen of the golden eggs
Has had enough,
Tired to dispend for free
Has decided to end her agony
No more golden eggs, for free
Is time to control our destiny

Indulgence of what is hers
Avoidance of sweat and tears
Disposal of her genes
Recovery by any means

Enough, should be enough
Of outrageous exploitation
And tyranny,
Millenniums of profanation
And robbery
Should be stop at all cost

The hen of the golden eggs
Has had enough,
Tired to dispend for free
Has decided to end her agony
No more golden eggs, for free
No one shall wreck other’s destiny

God's Sun ©

En las calles se aprende

Gentileza de Zons aka (Sr el-Kayaty)

En las calles aprendí matemáticas,

a través de los cortes y los pesajes

ciencias sociales

a través de los ladrones, yonkos

y borrachos con los cuales crecí
en las calles aprendí

en las calles aprendí

que la calle es dura y cruel

mística, solitaria e infiel

por eso mi familia en las calles construí
en las calles aprendí

en las calles aprendí

que los días pasan en vano

que la falta de estimulacion

se transforma en encefaloplano
en las calles aprendí

en las calles aprendí

que hasta el mas perdido tiene corazón

que la ocasión hace al ladrón

a nunca bajarme los pantalones

y que tu realidad depende de situaciones
en las calles aprendí

en las calles se aprende

la estupidez de que no hay mejor escuela

la calamidad de la miseria

a robar, vender y ‘respetar’

a cortar, probar y regatear
a siempre tu espalda vigilar
incluso de aquellos de los que no te quieres separar
en las calles aprendí

en las calles se aprende

matematicas, ciencias sociales

fisica, quimica y ciencias pura

guerrilla, autodefensa y artes marciales

en las calles se aprende

miles de cosas interesantes y bellas

en las calles se aprende

sobre todo a querer salir de ellas

God's Sun©