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The Rejuvenation of Hope

Aspiration; that’s what floods my concentration.
Elevation; trying to awaken the whole nation.
Infiltration; into the minds of every race and
variations of speech and deliberation.
But one nation is what I preach to the congregation
on every station; Latin, Asian and even Haitian.
Maturation; is what we need for propagation.
A saturation of love with no hesitation.
And this equation is what will end the condemnation
of God’s creation and bring us to that culmination.
Our graduation; into peace. Get in formation.
Our situation calls out for this salutation.
This information is given out with calculations.
That our nation will finally rise to the occasion
and a celebration will be in order for the duration
of procreation, giving birth to inspiration…

~Jah Soul

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Vibin’ (Episode Ten)

Still a Konscious King. No crown, throne or peasants.
But my wife is a Queen, so life still is pleasant.
And life’s still a present, a gift given from God.
That’s why I thank him everyday.
Whether it’s easy or hard…
yeah, life tried to discard me but I didn’t let it scar me.
Though I might be running late, I’ll still be at the party.
I should graduate this year cause’ last year was a test.
I laid my mama, grandfather and childhood friend to rest…
And as I make this address, I pray God’s blessing their souls.
Let their spirits give me strength, while I’m chasing my goals
and let my purpose unfold, can’t leave my story untold.
Enjoy this elevator music while my dreams are on hold.
Got my eyes on the gold, no silver medals will do.
See, I’m sticking to the plan. No duct tape or glue.
I’ll let you know when I’m through, then you can walk in my shoes.
You wanna know what I’ve been through, well that’ll give you a clue…

~ Jah Soul

Valuable Lessons

Strangers become family and family becomes strangers.
You better read the warning signs to learn about the dangers,
of lettin’ hatas in your circle. They can leave your soul ill.
Peckin’ at your happiness, like buzzards on some road kill.
Give you a raw deal and leave you with your ass out.
Bunny ear your pockets, so you better never pass out.
So many enemies, got a lot of enemies
and it seems that most of them happen to be kin to me.
Damn man, silly me… I thought blood was the thickest,
but when it comes to playin’ games, blood is the slickest.
Magicians; oh how they trick us, fuck us over and dick us.
But we didn’t pick our families, the dirty bastards picked us.
I tell them all to kick dust, God is all that I trust.
If it’s me against the world, I promise I will adjust, giving no more fuss.
Whatever is dealt, I’m a take it…
Plus I’ve learned that family is what you make it.
Friend or foe, who will ever know how to pick em’
A stash of butcher knives, in your back is where they stick em’.
So give me two or three that’s down for me, and I can handle that.
I finally see the light; so here, you can have your candle back…

~ Jah Soul

Vibin’ (Episode Four)

For a decade and a half, this hellhole has been my adversary.Amongst the walking dead, this prison system’s like a mortuary.

Out of sight, out of mind. I now understand that premise.

Took my sight and made me blind and didn’t leave a witness.

But, when you’re dealing with a fighter,

you should know what the business is.

At first I was confused, now I know what the sickness is.

Loneliness…

So much pain and anger it could bring about.

Stuck inside my soul, grabbed that demon and I pulled it out.

Found a strength inside of me that I never even knew about.

Analyzed this madness and this chaos that I am surrounded by

Looked deep within their essence

And realized what they’re hounded by.

Abandonment, betrayal; so many lies from their family.

I know I messed up but damn, this is how you handle me?

I mingle with these lost souls, we’re an unspoken brotherhood

But I wouldn’t have to love em’

If their mothers and their brothers would…
“Some of us are punished twice; first by the judge, then again by our loved ones.” 
~ Jah Soul

Are You Man Enough?

Real men don’t complain, we maintain through the pain.
Analyze and realize that everything won’t stay the same.
And the ability to readjust is an absolute must,
no rash decisions, never caught up in a rush.
Plus…
We know that life is really chess not checkers.
So when problems stack up like double-deckers,
we stay focused, meditate in the lotus.
Tap in to that inner power; call it mental hocus-pocus.
Magic…
And when it all starts to seem tragic, we can keep a cool head
and reach off in to the tool shed.
Mr. Fix-it…
We’ll be there in an instant.
Our determination is what keeps us persistent.
Yes, we never back down; never lay down our crown.
Make out voice heard like we had it on surround sound.
We stand up when nobody else is willing.
Take the center stage and tell the world how we are feeling.
Real men…
Can find us in the pen or even in the White House.
And a good man will flourish with the right spouse,
keeping out chest out.
Natural protectors…
A calm spirit, never letting silly things affect us…
– Jah Soul

From A Boy To A Man

Seven years ago, when I turned 30, I made a conscious decision to grow up. I slowed down on my meat intake, exercising more and most of all, I began to change my thoughts and actions. I went through a rigorous regimen of cleansing my body and mind. On the first of this month, I turned 37. Seven years after that decision, I can see my spiritual, mental and physical growth. BUT as this seventh year closes out one phase, so begins another. Phase 2.
I started this phase by officially getting married to my beautiful twin soul, Sharon “Isis Rain” Huckaby. I am now a husband, step-father, and son/brother-in law. I am the head now. The Alpha. A position not to be taken lightly; for whom much is given, much is required. So, I have furthered my growth by deciding not to put any intoxicants into my body and to guide and teach through my actions and not just by my speech alone. My family, my community, my brothers and this world needs a greater example to mimic. And so it begins…

– Jah Soul

Since When?

Up at night with God discussing habits
Exchanging knowledge, conversing ’bout supreme mathematics
Coming to clever conclusions again and again
At the end of our session, his question was “since when?”
Do we not compliment our women but address them as ho’s and bitches?
Hang around cats, and knowing rats like it’s cool to
congregate with snitches?
Since When?
Do we support chumps that abuse our mothers, daughters and sisters?
Let these youngsters disrespect our elders by using their name
instead of Miss, Mrs. or Mister?
Since When?
Has the government stopped the rhetoric they spoke in the Declaration
Loosening up the rules in the book they used to run this Nation?
Since When?
Did we start hating each other acting like a bunch of crabs in a bucket?
Giving up on the next generation, no influence and just saying “fuck it”
Since When?
In the black community, we stopped offering what we got?
Can’t go next door to borrow sugar – too much have and have-nots
Since When?
Could we not sit out on the porch without bullets flying by at night?
What happened to settling our differences by talking even probably a fair fight?
Since When?
Did shooting become so manly and the final say?
Why did these cowards shut down Ms. Harriet’s candy house
by robbing and assaulting her yesterday?
Since When?
Did we let music and television raise our kids or run from
opportunity when it knocks or kicks the door in?
Since When?
In the streets there is no respect, love or loyalty?
When did we start treating our elders like lepers instead of royalty?
Since When?
Did disciplining my child get equated with abuse
or the 360 (degrees) I spit get twisted, becoming obtuse?
Since When?
Would I even have to write this to get my peoples attention?
We’re supposed to be further down the line, steadily rising to ascension…
I’m just saying, since when?

– Thomas D. Payne

Rise Of An Empire

Slowly we arose from the gravel and the graves.
With a purpose and a prose, despite our worries and our woes.
We saw a greater destiny through those eyes that never blink.
Shared ourselves with total strangers who eventually became the links.
That would start a chain reaction; many factors being built.
Pressing forward, gaining traction.
With our actions we can tilt
the world back on it’s axis.
We must shine so they can track us.
Light the way like living torches.
Our voices rain from porches.
Pulpits and prisons, just listen to our soul.
Reaching deep off in the darkness
until the masses grab a hold.
No one religion dominates or ever supersedes the others.
Our Kweens are all respected
and the Kings become like brothers.
These walls are built with wisdom,
conscious thoughts create the dome.
The population isn’t perfect,
but this Kingdom is our home…

– Jah Soul

Family Affair

Problems, situations, and conflicts will always occur.
It is in the resolution of conflicts that make people stand out.
Every problem can and should be calmed
by talking about the understanding one another needs.
Act with compassion, solving differences; this is what
humanity needs to get along.
Let us talk until there are no more words.
We must explain everything until it is understood.
Be honest until nothing is hidden.
Listen until everything can be said, all doubt is ridden.
Question so that we can know why.
Be fair, so that every everyone’s needs are met;
give it a try.
If there is no communication, there will never be that bond.
If there is no bond, how will be able to get along?
No bond, no friendship, no relationship, no peace.
If we have no peace, how will we be able to love?
If we are not able to love, how can there be an us?
We must learn to get along, we must learn to trust.
We must do this for our family.
If there cannot be peace and love, there can be no us…

– Thomas D. Payne

No More Complaining ~ Part 2

Some say white men taught us this schism to hate one another. I don’t know but lets check history. Before the times of Willie Lynch, we were on the motherland fighting selling our brothers, sisters, mothers, cousins…etc.… into slavery before the white man came. They only took our offer and then conquered our nation. Do we not remember Shaka and the Zulu’s? We destroyed our own people and villages before any white person gave us a hand. Hey, they just finished what we started. Let’s quit blaming the white man, we must do like Michael Jackson said and look at the man in the mirror.
Let’s quit asking for handouts and go get what we want or need. We say we want better education so we need to go get it. We say we want a future for our children, let’s build it. Let us teach our children to be more than athletes, movie stars, and entertainers. Teach them about computers, economics, literature, aerodynamics, and mathematics. Make them technicians, physicians, and dieticians.
Show them how to be architects; builders of buildings as well as builders of their lives. Stop giving them X-boxes, PS4’s and give them books and tools. What are we waiting for? Are you still waiting on your 40 acres and a mule? Really, if you were to get it, what would you do with it? Probably not a damn thing!! Knowing us, we would probably sell most of it back to the same white man we claim to hate and despise. Messing the money off on cars, clothes, and things of no value and importance. Then you will probably be blaming someone for that too. It’s time we stop complaining and start taking action.

– Thomas D. Payne