The Lyrical Assassins Brotherhood Poetry

Heros

Okay, this weeks cipher is Hero. Pick up where I left off and lets kill it.

Allen Simmons
Editor In Chief

25 responses

  1. Lovely as usual my Big Bruh KingMan Allen

    No ordinary maiden i be she that female hero Shera She-ro
    In my grand advising from embryo to inflated afros
    Guiding & nurturing out front never incognito
    Flushing out the ills that plague & overthrow
    Causing depressions i help them to see their true glow
    No ordinary maiden i be that female hero Shera She-ro
    Working against ideas of a status quo
    Believing that ALL is possible reaching mountainous plateaus
    Breaking down walls shattering that indigo
    Mending tattered seems embellished rainbows
    No ordinary maiden i be she that female hero Shera She-ro
    Bringing it like thunder to those trying to infiltrate this flo
    Yo
    I be that Shera She-ro woe

    February 12, 2012 at 11:41 am

    • Very hot Shera She-ro !!! Diggin it

      February 12, 2012 at 12:47 pm

      • Now, thats a neighbourhood I’d just luv to live in Allen. With you at the helm, there would be plenty of love, friendship and respect for all. Loving your INK

        February 13, 2012 at 5:28 am

    • allen simmons

      My sister, Queen Oracle…you again amaze me with your gift of verse!

      February 12, 2012 at 5:34 pm

    • You certainly are no ordinary maiden Sonya, you have proved that over and over again with your pen. This is just brilliant!

      February 13, 2012 at 5:29 am

  2. My dreams are battery operated, I’m obligated
    To expose the lies and the truth they confiscated
    It’s complicated, as I pick the lock and break these cages
    And shake these sages, who taught through the ages
    Afraid of changes, shook from death wages
    So, I’m ripping up pages; bringing up hooks and phrases
    Lullabies get passed, just to pacify your looks and gazes
    Searching for my jet pack, recharge the sun, just to get back
    Into the light, I’m in the present, but no I ain’t gift wrapped
    I ignite high into the heavens, just so you won’t forget that
    Life is worth living and giving; move past the riff raff
    Cross the coke lines, open up your nose, but don’t whiff crack
    Do it before ignorant catz pull their fist back and guns go click clack
    Life is so mismatched, even strapped it’s hard to find where you exist at
    House of a thousand corpses, surrounded by apocalyptic horses
    White, red, black and pale forces, to late for changing courses
    Bring in the reinforcements, stay straight, no naming sources
    Body bags piled to the ceiling from the forfeits and remorses
    I walk these streets, surrounded by straight faces and zombies
    Deep in my dreams, I’m pulling cords where fate and bombs meet
    Religious zealots and hellion who can’t wait, they gone deep
    Tying to take my faith, but they hate that the anointing is on me
    And I’m recharging imaginations, exposing death and strife
    Carving into each nation, exploding with the sweet breath of life
    I’m elevating; I’m high above reloading in the dead of night
    Illuminating, decoding the programs to get you out your bed and fight

    Now that you’re charged up, the rest is up to you…

    February 12, 2012 at 12:19 pm

    • allen simmons

      This was a hot verse David. Loved this brother.

      February 12, 2012 at 5:35 pm

    • I get such a sense of positivity from this one David and somehow futuristic too. You never cease to inspire. Love it!

      February 13, 2012 at 5:32 am

  3. Great write Allen. You done started the flow right.

    David

    February 12, 2012 at 12:46 pm

  4. shantell Cooper

    This Is A Disclaimer For the Legions of Leeches
    Who Main PURPOSE is To Be Glorified by Minions That Destroy The Sacred Speeches
    I am the First of Many Names
    Protecting Everything That I Lay Claim
    My Occupation is To Seek and Bring Justice
    UNDERGROUND Hero’s Yes You can Trust Us
    My Credentials are My Badge and Shield
    I Walk Through these CITY STREETS Protecting it Like A Force Field
    Who Am I They Call Me THE Shadows
    I Will Roam Forever Like the Ghost in Harry Potters Gallows
    My History Is Found In the Caves In Hieroglyphics
    A Female Hero Bound By the Laws Of Physics

    February 12, 2012 at 3:35 pm

    • shantell Cooper

      Allen My Brotha You Always Spit Knowledge and Bring Truth In All You Write…. ALWAYS WILL BE A FAN…

      February 12, 2012 at 3:37 pm

    • allen simmons

      Sister Shantell traced footsteps of another classic verse. Your pen is a steadily deadly medley! Respect!

      February 12, 2012 at 5:37 pm

    • Oh, Shantell, your my heroin!!! Dope write.

      David

      February 12, 2012 at 10:47 pm

    • Amen! Adore this one Shantell, so very much ‘I am woman hear me roar’ Amazing INK

      February 13, 2012 at 5:34 am

  5. •One love, one love to all•

    Zeros turns to heros rapidamente
    In my city the dirty works result in dead gente
    But fundamentally I replicate my powers
    To mutate the criminal prowess I vow this
    Be the reason blackened souls face treason
    Its my goal, my sign my freedom, I’m battling this season
    Seeing como viven watch my wet work
    I’m down for depopulating so many mothers won’t hurt
    Won’t sit up in dark .chapels wondering what value life has to her
    I was celebrated light years before I was created
    And I’ve been the context in which morality was debated
    Politically the smoke to the mirror a hero, a prophetess is naturally hated
    Nobody wants to wear the weight of when a lifeline is at stake
    But everybody wanna be protected and safe
    See zeros turn to heros rapidamente
    In my city the dirty works result in dead gente, comprende?

    February 12, 2012 at 5:57 pm

    • First of all, I hope you don’t mind that I reset your lines. I didn’t change a single word, but I figured it might be easier to read like this. A lot of ppl do this from there phone and it don’t translate right.

      Anyway, there are so many things I love about this poem. I love the Spanish intertwined and the message is so on point. You really done did this one. Also I love the flow and the rhyme schemes.

      Nicely done.

      David

      February 12, 2012 at 9:25 pm

    • Strong powerful words here Donna. I really dig this one.

      February 13, 2012 at 5:36 am

  6. Poetic Sewage

    I come from the gutter, call me poetic sewage
    Been discarded and labeled polluted and convoluted
    Every ill word I’ve digested, I spew it and use it
    Speaking in tongues harmoniously, so face the music
    I’m healing mental bruises, a flowetic Confucius
    Destroying dark forces and principalities that are ruthless
    Elevated beyond the playing field, still I level it
    Always on watch, because you know how those devils get
    Devilish, so I’ve built up immunity writing that rebel shit
    But I’m not the only one like this; there are still several left
    Fighting against lyrical tyranny and paper chasers
    Pushing past the fear in me, hitting and breaking haters
    Rewriting history, it’s my destiny that makes me greater
    It’s the hero within me that allows me to shake these capers
    But no spandex suits, uncouth; always keeps it raw and gritty
    Raising the roof or the booth, exposing the flaws so shifty
    This is for the youths on the stoops, who fall and are tipsy
    I’ll always be fighting for you and I’ll always stand tall in the city
    See, I’ll always be on it, so if in need, call me Poetic Sewage
    If you can’t cope with the nonsense or if you lyrically lose it
    I’ll be your hero

    February 12, 2012 at 10:45 pm

    • Dope ink! Every word inspiring.

      February 13, 2012 at 5:38 am

  7. Forgotten Hero

    Some women seem to have the knack
    to keep going back
    for the painful attack
    that sets their heart back
    the forgotten hero picks up the slack

    Soaring through the traumatic air with ease
    to swoop you off your heartbroken knees
    you didn’t even have to say please
    for him to hear your tears and pleas
    because his love for you is what he sees.

    Picking you up so you can stand
    while putting you back on high land
    as you always seem to demand
    him filling wishes you command
    but never do you touch his hand
    For him your love is bland
    Leaving his heart buried in the sand
    As you give your love to the next man

    he suffers the fallout of heartbreak’s flack
    only to find he’s still not on loves stack
    and as she leaves him again for other lips to smack
    pushing his pain into his heart’s lonely shack
    the forgotten hero and his heart fade to black

    February 13, 2012 at 2:05 am

    • Dig it and i love the ending.

      David

      February 13, 2012 at 4:01 am

    • Yup, unfortunately there are women like this in the world. So sad, that sometimes good men get hurt. Diging this one Gerald.

      February 13, 2012 at 5:40 am

  8. Hero’s Rescue

    Witnessed his bloody struggle
    Heard his lonely silent screams
    Vultures circled squawks so noisy
    In his darkest… nightmare dreams

    He fought them off courageously
    Features creased… screwed up in pain
    Broken dreams of life pain brutal
    Soaked in deepest red blood stain

    Sinking slipping, falling further
    Was outnumbered dangerously
    His heavy heart starts crumbling
    Hero’s steps in… silently

    Helped his mind to reassess
    All things in life that’s good
    Reassuring him he had a place
    He was welcomed in their hood

    He was not yet even twenty
    Yet, had felt his life was done
    Every time he’d try to elevate
    His tormentors flashed the gun

    Hero’s came and rescued him
    They could see his pain and fear
    Reassured him of his worthiness
    Now his eyes are bright and clear

    Frankie.

    February 13, 2012 at 6:01 am

    • Great story telling Fankie.

      February 13, 2012 at 6:29 am

      • Thanks, so many young people today, just want to feel loved. A helping hand can for some, work wonders.

        February 13, 2012 at 7:07 am

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