Nile Bank

Nile Bank

A Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Bey
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written by the sound of Jazz and the Ethiopian Zion Coptic Church

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Smooth jazz spills into my cereal

Green fireflies make out on the tips of fingers

Estranged children running wild behind locked doors on camera

 

Turn on the tube, sex, violence, and late night preachers

Protestants converting Catholics’

John the forerunner cleansing the chosen

Car runs out

Rain of joy pours onto the highway

Erotic speeders talking on cell phones

Police officers illegally texting

Invisible

I am

 

Hiked up attention skirts

B***s popped out v-neck shirts

Don’t look unless I say

Let me c**k tease but make sure there’s a line

Average American women

W****s that want to be w****s acting like w****s yet wish to be respected as if they were angels.

Sickens me

 

Taking a toke

Relaxed

An empty bedroom

Zoned out

Not even apart of this world

Stoned

Closer to JAH

Being educated by Athlican Angels

 

Douglas brings me into the Holy Land Ethiopia

I sit with the saints

Talk, eat, sing, and calculate every minute aspect of JAH Kingdom

 

Praise Ethiopia

Praise Israel

Praise Mount Zion

 

Douglas brings me to the garden of Elijah

Were I learn the wisdom of the prophets

 

The name of JAH is written on every aspect of Creation

 

I journey with the Rastafarians

The Black Hebrew Israelites

A gentile that knows the truth

I and I exodus Babylon together

In harmony

In love

They are my people

The song of Rachael I sing

Scattered clouds dissolve

Hard wind hits the windshield

No more yes

No more no

Only an early morning of love glow

 

Smooth jazz enters my being

I am free

I am free

 

© 2012 Abdul Batin Osman Bey


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A powerful piece for sure, with some wild and effective imagery. I like it.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Abdul Batin Osman Bey

7 Years Ago

thank you very much, I'm glad the imagery came out well.
kublakhan27

7 Years Ago

No problem, it did indeed^^
Lovely write, love the line Douglas brings me to the garden of Elijah where I learn the wisdom of prophets .

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Abdul Batin Osman Bey

7 Years Ago

thank you, I'm glad you like the imagery.

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Added on September 30, 2012
Last Updated on September 30, 2012
Tags: jazz, cereal, fingers, camera, preachers, Catholics, chosen, highway, phones, texting, skirts, shirts, line, women, angels, sickens, toke, relaxed, bedroom, Jah, Zion, Ethiopia, Israel, Elijah, prophets, Creation, rastafarians

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Abdul Batin Osman Bey
Abdul Batin Osman Bey

Cambridge, MA



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