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Sleepwalking In A Mindfield
by M.Bennett Hooper (Mikii) → (All Poetry by M.Bennett Hooper (Mikii))
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Not for the sqeamish. Hard,real, education.

C.2003 M. Bennett Hooper

 

Black people, Black people the alarm is sounding for those who are sleepwalking in the mind fields, not the mine fields but the mind fields.
Those mind fields created and maintained by those who practice white magic.
The white magic which is fatal for most Black people because some of us are least likely to recognize it.

The white magic is mind and image control and we who are the most misinformed people by choice are in imminent danger of controlled annihilation.
The new world order is not new.
 Over one hundred forty years ago many of our ancestors were bought and sold as chattel property.
Caught Black, sold Black to white slavers.

Reparations begin in Africa as I reclaim my name.
Reparations continue at home as I clean my own house of false leaders who must be held accountable on every level and vigorously scrutinized less we are betrayed by photo ops and sound bites in this most dangerous of times.

Play time is over.
Black people must reclaim first our spiritual high ground and then our historical and cultural high ground if we are to survive as a people.
If and when we must fight let us make sure that we are fighting for our liberation which begins with the practice of Black magic.

Black magic which when used is to reclaim our brothers and sisters from the latest forms of slavery whose chains are forged by voluntary ignorance.
Voluntary ignorance where many exhibit the most primitive of behaviors by spending most of their time engaged in acquisition, eating, sleeping and procreating.

Voluntary ignorance where Black s become enslaved and annihilated by drugs and AIDS.
We don’t shoot, cut, and kill each other fast enough so now they give us the new disease filled blankets, remember smallpox and Native Americans?
It’s in the manual entitled, “How do we rid ourselves of the Black problem?”

Mis-education was too slow, they become hostile and dangerous when they begin to read.
A two fold plan was developed that was there all of the time with a little help.
Sex and drugs. More of them can be killed with Sex (read man made disease HIV)

They are going to have unprotected sex and we’ll let them sell a little of our dope.
That will kill them off. The formula UPS + D=DN, UPS +D = DN
Black men will fall for this and we can catch him every time.
It will kill her and his unborn seed.

Pussy and dope equals death. UPS + D = DN, UPS + D = DN.
Unprotected sex plus dope equals dead niggers.
Sleep walking in mind fields.

 

 


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Reviewed by Georg Mateos
Reviewed on October 18, 2009
In Nam I had a few buddies of black persuasion by color not by attitude, cos, we were in the same boat and you don't rock the boat if you don't know how to swim in waters infested with hungry alligators.
Read, see in the news reels but never encountered with a "brother" with a chip on his shoulder. Maybe the soldiers in Nam were bend on making hell and didn't have no penchant for that KKK crap, cos the black were bleeding the same stuff at the whites, and yellows and reds and...capice?

Georg


Reviewed by Jms Bell
Reviewed on October 17, 2009
A STRONG POEM, WITH PHRASES THAT DEMAND THAT ONE OPEN UP THEIR MIND AND UNDERSTAND THAT...THE ONLY ANSWER...IS GOD'S WAY. IF ONE FOLLOWS THE PATH HE SET FOR US TO TAKE...IF ONE FOLLOWS THE MAP OF HIS WORD...ONE NEED NOT WORRY. GOD ASKS A QUESTION '...KNOW IT NOT THAT YOUR BODY IS THE TEMPLE OF THE HOLY GHOST...?' WHEN WE REFUSE TO DO AS HE SAYS DO...THEN WE LEAVE OURSELVES OPEN FOR ANYTHING TO HAPPEN. I SUGGEST THAT WE ARE WIDE AWAKE...DOING EXACTLY AS WE WANT TO DO, WITH WHOMEVER WE WANT TO DO IT WITH...I SUGGEST WE WAKE UP. I CAN SAY THIS BECAUSE I ONCE WAS ASLEEP...I ONCE WAS BLIND, BUT NOW I SEE!
INTERESTING AND COMMANDING WORK THAT WAS THOROUGHLY ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING AND GOD BLESS YOU AND....A BELATED CONGRATULATIONS, TO YOU AND YOUR HUSBAND, ON 53 YEARS OF MARRIAGE...NOW THAT IS AN ACHIEVEMENT...A BLESSING INDEED! JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
Reviewed on October 17, 2009
powerful words-complicated issues


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