the Gospel~new poem

perhaps the purpose of a poet

is to produce proverbs

articulate how the adversary

can manipulate our iniquity

I beseech the eternal

my belief is a portal I speak as a mortal

but these are the Most High Words

I educate on inspiration

to elevate us into victory

with the wisdom of a griot

the vision of the indigenous

to see how a bitter root can make the tree rot

laying aside all bitterness

giving honor to the HaMessiach

laying to rest all oppressive viciousness

from our captors schemas

because revenge is an inferior vision

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I overcame the religion of imperialism

to live out the fullest extent of my dreams

yes, colonialism first sent the missionaries than they sent the ships

epistles preached with censorship

become missiles of deceit that rip through black tissue causing grief

early Christendom was hostile to the black family

with uncanny limitations

if the gospel is humanities liberation

a redemptive plan in this wicked fight

those who have been elected understand that they are selected

to submit to His commands and inject His light

in this dark insanity

purify our heart from vanity

our connections to a concrete faith in which we will never depart

no matter how harsh the calamity

Salvation is the activation of destiny

our inner man being perfected in Christ

the gospel is Zion sent a ruler

the Lion of Judah

perhaps the point of a poet is to realign us to Yahuah

paint lines the ignite our Divine purpose

motivate us to fight in spite of how this life seems to have left us behind in the sewer

it seems like the Israelites is designed to have to climb from manure

His sacrifice gave us answers

as Nazarite we are the branches

the vine is Yahshuah

if we are not producing fruit than we are just conduits of cancer

I come against the curses of my opponents that seek to reduce Thy Word

and make my heart sick with hate and instigate the sin in me

perhaps the purpose of a poet is to produce proverbs

articulate how the adversary would manipulate my iniquity – Eric Haylock “last apostle” 4/8/2019

Jesus-or-Yeshua

The last WORD

I didn’t put more on you than you can bare
If I gave it to you than I made you strong enough to: Carry It

Delete those who aren’t brave enough to embrace their freedom
You don’t need them
This is what truth exposes
I dictated the course of Mosses: Harriet

The sweet taste of honey from the promise land is so real
The land of bondage on your heels: Chariots

I gave you faith to be your courage, because my path is the: Scariest

Don’t get upset with the process

My pronouns pronounced prophecies
I sanctified your temple as my property
I put anointed speech in the priest to teach you how to worship ME properly

I put the breath into the prophets

I ordered your steps

Even your stress is part of the progress.

 

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so simple its profound ~ spoke word

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So simple its profound

darkness and light

ignorance and knowledge

those who are in the dark can write, but what they are spitting is garbage

those of us who are in the light

our speech pays homage to the Kingdom of God

royal priest who acknowledge

that the KING is Christ

He ignites our anointing to break boundage

this poem is the knowledge of life

it regenerate and then penetrates your boundaries to get to where your heart is

the enemy is directing a play its called Broadway

the cast gets cast in the lake

I show you the path and you laugh and say that i’m fake

or i’m after your cash you view us in the faith as targets

you grow up in the gutta you had to fight

Im your brother we are 

partners

you had to suffer it wasn’t right

those who have chose their calling

and rose above evil

those are Gods people

Hebrews I know… its like we had it the hardest….

 

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Majestic People ~ poem

By my calculations

A Queen with keen contemplation

A Kings concentration

can bring the people liberation

or conquer nations

I use my intellect to reconnect us to our royalty

our destiny seemed to be defeated

in the Black market

where our dreams were illegal

but how can you oppress the constellations

or suppress the Praise of the congregation

I guess if you infect the mindset of the people

I intercept messages from His throne

hone my gift 

so every poem I spit is regal…

last apostle

7/25/17

IMAGINE love

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“…its a cold world
where truth loses
lies win, but when i look in your eyes and analyse
the intimate
infinite
innocent
intricate
eternal
and beautiful horizon
I realize, “hey baby we on another plain, but we can go higher”
communicate with the Messiah
come pray with me…” – Eric Haylock “IMAGINE love”

GRIND

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God will shine even as these hard times stuck close

Im still on the GRIND out here with all these cut throats

all the tears that Im crying because despair wants to crush hope

Im a keep trying in the pit trying to clutch the rope

to get off the block 

The cops they buck for dope

I know about the rock did I tell you how my pops croaked

it was a lot of coke that led to my father’s stroke

I didn’t know each ledge it led to a harder slope

prepared to fold when my peers bled

I know it was God that spoke

when I heard a word from my head that said –

THAT YOU GOTTA COPE

put the lead to the paper until every word you says escaped to the ear of the thug

cuz give love to the hater give praise to the Maker

for the illest words that were never wrote

I can’t control it

It’s

  like my heart exploded

and the blood is at the verge of my throat, and Im a choke if try to hold it…

 

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