A VERSE BY KILLAH PRIEST
Love and hatred, home is most sacred Both species, they lay naked in the tombs of oasis Think back on brothers I ate with, spent the day with Guns we played with, people I relate with We broke bread, I heard through a vine these brothers work for Feds Sent out secretly to take my head I lay back and meditate to the words they say Skipped town for a month and grew full dreads Had a friend tell my family I was dead Returned at the last fall of the autumn leaves Operate the plan accordingly, in case the Feds are recording me Signed all documents, using forgery, because just the mere thought of me I'm like Solomon , spoke bluntly; told the world I'm BLACK and comely Howls from the grave haunt me The smell of death's upon me, I dwell in the hills like Gandhi Been in the presence of mad peasants, and old kings who sold everything, on a quest for God's divine Slept in caves to get a clearer mind who prayed three times, when the moon lit and when the sun rise I met dwellers i...