In The Wind Rollin'wid Ranavalona Nyakasikana Yaa Asantewaa Poem by Cherokee Akan Ewe

how many pounds
can we sell
depends on
basically the niche's need
of food vs culture vs alchemy vs price vs health to say the most
i rather stockpile
to freeze
as some get jarred
while few get cooked daily to weekly
several get bartered
off the bat be wholesaled priced
knocking gain out the boundaries
ain't no gloves of a supposedly opposition
no matter if they barehanded fanatically
now that's hardcore if you picking you picking dem fuzzy peaches
picking cotton off they own lands by the acres
respecting my bank up
no laziness when or when I don't wake up
twenty four seven
like a freemason to the brick
angle after the angle
banging Congo and Niger to the depths
with the Zulu battle story on drums
i can impress 16 keys X
precisely of how I want too
cause
the building just will not quit
until the whole island occupied is taken back as the united empire we stand
crossing over
educated improving Ancestors' inventions
repairing their sums miscalculated owe from the heart and pocket here we are and from
karma
the hottest return on investments
breaking off they descendants with a piece of the profits
straight respect
giving up peace to the riteside
receiving nothing less
and so how many pounds can we sell
of that acorn flour?
how many more ways can we keep them encircled worldwide?
and why redrum never had no meeersay! ?
beef keep choking em
as me and my cousins keep controlling
the regulations
of our stockpiles
nonsexual strictly of the laws from the rules and codes permanent style to the brains
walking One spiritually
offbrands be wishing
they be on that bark from Willow street
fiending honestly
psychologically
while me and my Ancestors be about our respect over our stee
Rites of Passage to the liver
that's why my skin shines brighter
that's why my RNA keep improving my DNA
and that's why I told my indigenous human body don't worry about dying
as it chilled until its skin goosebumped
so it must have felt me
just like the vine i spoke with today told me its mission was to reach the stairrailing to wrap and curl tightly before climate's winter come
ahget ahgetting my walk on while they watch me
ahwah ahwording my sine on every blank sheet above below on they flatlines see
ugh (echoing) ...