Concept Write

This is my concept write
before the thought turns to a bar
before the feeling gives birth to a lyric
This is the landscape of my mindset when am thinking
This is poetry from the beginning...

In the beginning,
my hearts pregnant with a meaning
my pens in the next room, fast I need to get to
a quiet spot for these thoughts to break through
am sat on my bed waiting for my next cue
at first is a great blue, like sky and vast too
more colors starting to add till abstracts streets and hills
various ways of how most people feels
now am eyed on the paper for where this ink will spill
its like taking notes, when am relating with thoughts
into schemes, patterns and plots, connecting dots
color riots to scenary,
droughts to spring greenary
my feelings emerging gingerly, developing more clearly
to figures like a gas, to pictures on a glass
reflecting whoever the listener is who may pass
permeating across divides, race and class
my writes are universal like cash...

This is my concept write
before the thought turns to a bar
before the feeling gives birth to a lyric
This is the landscape of my mindset when am thinking
This is poetry from the beginning...

watch this,
bright day, then night, moons and valleys
listening to Bob Marley
and tomorrow will be Sunday
your food for the night, beans, rice, chopped in curry
there are things in this day you would rather bury
yo, its how my write takes you captive
my words keep you active, shook you from being passive
till these images take on life, becoming massive
all in your head's back streets, my words become attractive
instructive like couch sessions without impersonations
no intrusive devastations, just words for recollections
of life, and moments surreal
common to us, I make them real
when I write the rhymes are heavy with plenty appeal
cause its things that all of us feel, on the daily
the fantasy belly feasting daily on the telly
its water after slaughter for the bruised, tired and weary

My Concept Write keeps us merry... and they are many
This is my concept write
before the thought turns to a bar
before the feeling gives birth to a lyric
This is the landscape of my mindset when am thinking
This is poetry from the beginning...

and then,
I need bass, but not too heavy
cause am an emcee who takes pleasure at being wordy
assess the verse if it be worthy for its entry
to the diction of rap, to be a one amongst many
i revisit it, assess each bar and its images
size it up against all kinds of raw skirmishes
refurnish it, then reluctantly I finish it
leave it for a week, then read it, check if I am feeling it
am listening for its greatness, waiting now to witness it
sometimes it feels like its a genuis's
from the feel of the similies, metaphors, synergies
am feeling its strength write in my intestines
its ready to be written amongst pillages, pillars of scrolls
certified to leave folks wanting more
its for y'all minds to cook, I send it raw
my Concept Write is a metaphor... like that...

This is my concept write
before the thought turns to a bar
before the feeling gives birth to a lyric
This is the landscape of my mindset when am thinking
This is poetry from the beginning...