Sleepism: Ants Poem by Cherokee Akan Ewe

see i see stickman in the cut
posted
acting like a Branch
although i see Siafu moving swifter
the Elders stay on the move
blissing you and i with wisdom
the kind of information enabled me to input into my excel sheets as data
as i explain to my Elders what i learned on this side and where the blue jays nest at
we in a whole other galaxy orbiting to get that small business open
not every student of K-12 will get that opportunity to go thru like Harriet Tubman still do
and with none of society's emotion
i comes str8 as an unbroken arrow with logic and experience
cause you speak with another and never not know who and what and why they talking about
that's why i keep Vodun and learn from my Teachers who be Nigeria
to the Oyotunji Village to Mexico to Iraq(echoing)
hands get clasped cause honor is all you got as your bond be clear objectively i bangs on em...

yeah we are never seen
cause mind our own business
if we see an opportunity to arise
then we arising without permission to cease
you can desist
we carry our voices who is no longer around
the ones with no flesh
walking mediums we bee of Souls still living spiritually untouchable
possessed by the theorem to be better than our last times
while satisfied of the obsoletion outside of our walls we built and still building
we experts of architecture
experts of radioactivity
tonal syllables
and approached by fakes when they figure we ain't looking for copycats
nah we see you clearly like the Natives tribally inside and out of america
suing the corporations and even gov't
you will never hear the trials and troubles cause if you did
you would stop investing by stock and in-store purchases sold receipt
you out....