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ibrahimazhar uploaded a new video
(2 weeks ago)
Tyrone Biggums
by Jack Brown
They called him yam teef;
teeth the color of yams,
eyes the color of piss.
Skin like walrus meat,
rough, sand paper palms.
He...
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Tyrone Biggums
by Jack Brown
They called him yam teef;
teeth the color of yams,
eyes the color of piss.
Skin like walrus meat,
rough, sand paper palms.
He pulled petals from the
earth, hoping to sprout
orchids from his wings.
Scraping holes in the wind
with sticks of sugarcane,
he climbs into the mouth
of a cloud and drifts away.
Blowing lavender castles of
smoke from purpled lungs,
erupting salt mines from
his pores, he creates oceans
of old folks' tears.
An empty shell for a body,
a bombed out church for a soul.
His tar colored
dotted eyes, squint
across the sea.
He sees himself
crowned
with a halo of bourbon,
baptized by stale rain
he was worshiped as a devil,
lynched in the forest
hung by chains.
They pulled his brass bones
from his limbs,
made trombones that caught
ears ablaze.
Wooden lips splintered
melodies of nightmares
jumbled pieces of
blood and violence,
jazz, and broken dreams.
His ashes were pulled from
the earth like tobacco,
his ancestry smoked away.
Blue midnight,
water escapes the day
Thelonious on piano,
yam teef
cries out the rain.
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ibrahimazhar uploaded a new video
(1 month ago)
original song: Suave the ape - Time passed autumn. beat: Apollo Brown.
painting by John Brown.
lyrics:
this for those at the bottom.
the misrepresente...
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original song: Suave the ape - Time passed autumn. beat: Apollo Brown.
painting by John Brown.
lyrics:
this for those at the bottom.
the misrepresented.
misunderstood.
this is for you. this is for me.
i'm takin' my voice back, usin it as a weapon. sick of bein silent, sick of sayin nuttin'.
sick of the racist crackas in the white house, still livin it up like its 1845 in the south.
they don't even got to do the lynchin. brothas killin each other. dyin by the system.
now listen. how you supposed to find yourself a new position? too many cops on the block
or none. i think they wanna us to die just for fun. watch the news. watch the tv. who is the enemy?
huh makes you think? now i gots to go to the bar, get a drink. put my money down before i can get ink from my pen and say what i'm feelin.
welfare. warfare. welfare. warfare.
still homeless. still palestinian. still violent. still singin'.
now i'm from the d shit ain't pretty. gun shot blaze thru the throat of my city. can't breathe.
so i can't sleep. i'm an insomniac. heart on my sleeve. i write the same lines, so you can get em
stuck in ya head. i'm alive but i feel like the walkin dead.
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ibrahimazhar uploaded a new video
(3 months ago)
At the bottom of my lungs, tried to breathe
Found myself facing death realized it was lack of sleep
Insomnia, yeah I know the king. Conflict! Mecca! ...
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At the bottom of my lungs, tried to breathe
Found myself facing death realized it was lack of sleep
Insomnia, yeah I know the king. Conflict! Mecca! Ibrahim!
The holy trinity, a monsoon of a dream. I run through water, my spirit's a stream.
Exhale, the smoke castles resume in the sky. I never inhale,
I get high off my own mind. I write lyrical montages not rhymes.
Still caught in the paradigms can't lie
in my shell again can't compete
my heart's desperately dangling from my sleeve
But I've spoken to the grandfather's of men hung from trees
They speak of the sun as it spoke to me. The light's in the distance
I see the color of god's eyes gleam. And I'm not sure what I believe
But I know for sure my soul is the nappy head of truth not a weave.
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ibrahimazhar added new videos to Music
(4 months ago)
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ibrahimazhar uploaded a new video
(5 months ago)
ibrahim azhar's "Meditation folklore" over Clint Mansell's song "Together we will live forever" from the Fountain soundtrack.
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ibrahim azhar's "Meditation folklore" over Clint Mansell's song "Together we will live forever" from the Fountain soundtrack.
Always try and keep an open mind, Peace.
ibrahim azhar is a detroit poet/musician/hermit/mythological creature.
His music confronts racism, sexism, poverty, homophobia, xenophobia, exotification, gentrification and general oppression.
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