[ey-ga-lee-'tey] (Equality)
Shadows of Nefertiti summoned at the dark alley.
See those black nebulizers sending me to shivers.
Don't want some back to back, tomahawk against a bowling sack.
Tongue bombs like bulldozers, just dumpin' pips for lovely motzers.
With glasses at sun above, rising in pyramids, loosin' nose of Giza Sphinx.
Knowledge of a nun at middle age, screechin' like mezanotte.
Time square, Boston, they die to die! Assasin, bombers, dictator, line to line.
Raised me up, pulled me down, from bulwarks to Africa.
Living lies in cien millennia succinct life Medusa woman.
Deceiving authorities with her fake non- banal activities.
"I'm the right! You're the wrong!” told her scrawny tongue.
Euphemism at her screwy speech like bees, a criticizing bitch.
See her words in somersault, friggin' cookie from fire’s assault.
Leave my castle Madame concentrate, don't want some master rate.
If it devoured your righteous tapestry; shiny pure ebony.
I'm sorry not made perfectly.
You don't belong to my caste shack, with your plateau at my dusty hut.
Remember you snappy felicity, put yo' mind the word Égalité.
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The pyramid symbolizes society. No matter how you rotate or interchange it, the topmost will always be the topmost, but remember even if they're at the top you're the brick that delivers strength to the top.
Still we need equality for the sake of humanity.
BINABASA MO ANG
Postcripts
Poetry"When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses." ...
