Wednesday, April 7, 2010

OLD MOTIVATION....

GREY STRANDS IN MY FRO
THE NEW FREDRICK DOUGLASS,
IM EMPATHETIC AND LOVE SICK
MISSING WHO I WAS WITH,
SLOW TO RECOVER
I WAS QUICK,
HOPING THAT THIS IS AS HARD....
AS IT DOES GET,
IM USING OLD FEELINGS AS MY MOTIVATION,
ME AND LOVE BEEEN ON A VACATION,
I AINT SICK FROM IT BUT
I USED TO BE A PATIENT,
AND I LEARNED FROM IT THAT
I GOTTA BE PATIENT,
IM FINALLY WAITING...
I WAS KING OF RUSHING INTO SHIT,
PERFECT PESONIFICATION OF A INSTRUMENT,
BEAT OF MY OWN DRUM I CONSTANTLY MARCHED TOO...
I BLANK YOU WITH ALL MY HEART BOO.


YOPPPPPPPPPPP ISSSSSSSSS COMEEEEEEEEE BAKKKKKKKKK!!!!!

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

THE FATHER IN YOU REMIX....harsh real poem

THE FATHER IN YOU...part2....by dusean dunbar/ bishop g





IM LEANING ON YOU HEAVILY,
ALTHOUGH IVE GAINED WEIGHT,
NEED YOU TOO RECOGNISE ME
THOUGH I NOLONGER KNOW MY FACE,
SCARED OF MY FATE
I WAS FAITHFULLY MISDIRECTED,
MISMANAGED BUT MAKING MISTAKES...PERFECTED!!!
I SUBCONSCIOUSLY DESIRED TO BE DEJECTED,
DEALING WITH DARKNESS AND DEMONS SO DEEP
ITS DEPTHLESS,
WISH I WAS DEBTLESS,
DONT WQNT TO LOOK FROM THE OTHERSIDE OF DEATH
AND SAY...I AINT LEFT SHIT
BEHIND,
EXCEPT TIMES FULL OF REMORSE,
WISHES OF DIFFRENT INSTANCES FOR ME TO CHANGE COURSE,
YOU...AND ONLY YOU ARE MY ONLY SOURCE,
OF INSPIRATION...IVE BEEN MUTILATED AND SCORCHED,
SO FUCK YOU YOU BITCH ASS NIGGA!!!!





i did it muggz

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

by dusean dunbar/ bishop g


I AINT HIM!
CANT SAY I AINT TRY TO BE,
BE ANYTHING THAT I WANTED...
THEY LIED TO ME,
PREDESTINY'S AS REAL AS THE PAST,
COINCIDING WITH CHARACTERS OF LIFES CAST,
PO-SITION PLAYED
IM ALL TALK ON NO LISTEN DAYS
NO GETAWAYS INSIGHT,
OR FLIGHTS TO A DISTANT CAVE,
IN MISERY AS IT TICKS AWAY...
I CANT SAY ID DO IT AGAIN!!!

KEEP DARK THOUGHTS LIKE
IM TRUE TO MY SKIN,
I TRY TO BE TRUE TO MY FRIENDS..
I HAD A REAL UGLY BEGGINING
IM LOOKING FOR A BEAUTIFUL END
ENLIGHTEN WITH MY LUMINOUS PEN.




rusty with it...late with it...here.

Monday, March 1, 2010

stop the clock..appreciation..new poetry from me...bishop g...or dusean dunbar

STOP THE CLOCK...APPRECIATION...NEW POETRY. LATE NIGHT
Current mood: refreshed
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural









I SHOT THE CLOCK,
STABBED THE WATCH,
IN AN EFFORT TO STOP TIME,
I KICKED AN HOUR GLASS IN THE CROTCH,
MINUTES ARE MY ENEMY,
SECONDS ARE WEAPONS
THAT WERE FORMED AGAINST ME
EVERY SINCE MY CONCEPTION,
TICKING AWAY, I AM DIFFERENT TODAY,
WHY CANT I REMAIN CONSTANT WITH POWER...
WITH EVERY HOUR THAT PASSES MY LIT CANDLE FLICKERS AWAY
HAPPY JUST 1 NIGHT AGO...
BUT I HAVE A TEMPER TODAY,
FEELING SERIOUS AS FUCK
WITH NO MENTION OF PLAY
ON THE GO
NO INTENTIONS TO STAY
ON THE LOW
I CONSISTENTLY PRAY
BUT IM TO BUSY TALKING
TO HEAR WHAT HE SAY!


LISTEN...I APOLOGIZE FOR MY ACTIONS,
NO...IM NOT SAYING IT FOR YOUR SATISFACTION,
A DEEP SENSE OF REMORSE
ACKNOWLEDGING THAT YOUR HEADED THE WRONG WAY
IS KEY FOR YOU TO CHANGE COURSE!
SO I REALLY MEAN IM CHANGING
AND FOR THE BEST,
TO SALVAGE WHAT IS LEFT
TILL DEATH WHILE IN MY FLESH,
I SURE APPRECIATE...
THE FACT THAT I KNOW THAT I HAVE A LOT OF PEOPLE
WHOM I DO APPRECIATE!

I LOVE YOU.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

PREACH ON DEACON DUNBAR

PREACH ON ....by dusean dunbar/bishop g

I FLOWED
I GLOWED ON THE GLOW IN THE DARK TOUR,
HEART PURE,SO PEACEFUL DONT WANNA START WAR,
I KNOW SMART WHORES AND GENIOUS PROSTITUTES,
I ALSO KNOW DUMB ASS VIRGINS WITHOUT THE SCOOP
ON HOW TO LIVE LIFE,
IM NONJUDGEMENTAL,
FAMILIAR WITH BOTH SIDES
DEPENDS ON WHAT YOU INTO,
SIMPLE SHIT SEPERATE US ON COMPLEX LEVELS,
DEVILS TOSS BOULDERS AND ANGELS TOSS PEBBLES,
WHATEVER,
FAR AS I CAN TELL THEY BOTH THROWING,
BE REAL CONSCIOUSLY INSIDE THEY BOTH KNOWING,
OR AT LEAST THINK THEY DOING THE RIGHT THING,
I WONDER WHY I CONTINUE TO WRITE THINGS...
MAYBE I SHOULD BE OUT SIGHT SEEING,
LISTENING TO LUPE FIASCO'S IM BEAMING
WIDE AWAKE ...BUT ITS LIKE IM DREAMING,
MARTIN LUTHER KING WITH AN EXCESS OF DEMONS,
YET INSTILL I GOTTA SPEECH FOR THE MASSES,
AND YOU CAN PUT IT TO A BEAT AND FULL BLAST IT,
THE MESSAGE...
MORE IMPORTANT THAN THE DELIVERER,
MAJOR WORDS FROM A MINIATURE POETICAL MINISTER.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

GAME POSTPONED???? DRUNK RAMBLING

game postponed by dusean dunbar/ bishop g










LINES... LIKENED TO LEBRON IN HIS PRIME,
RAW UNPOLISHED TOMAHAWK WITH THE RHYME,
BADDER THAN A CAVILIER
TRAVELED IN A CAVALIER,
HATING NIGGAZ LIKE OH FUCK
WHAT HAVE WE HERE,
I GRAB A BEER AND COMMENCE TO PRINT
TYPING TEMPERS GOTTA VENT
LATER ON ILL REPENT,
FOR NOW, I GOTTA GET PAID LIKE RENT,
NOT REALLY SURE ABOUT THE PLACE I WAS SENT
FROM...
OH WELL IM HERE SO ITS DONE,
HOW THE FUCK NIGGAZ GAIN WEIGHT EATING CRUMBS,
I BEEN CALLED SHIT FROM DEEP TO DUMB,
BORN WITH A BIG ASS HEAD
SO I GUESS I GOTTA TEACH A TON,
I CAN BE OVERLOOKED BUT LONG AS I REACH ONE
I FEEL LIKE A DEED IS DONE,
DAMN ALL THIS BEER GONE.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

HEY MARVIN..2009 TROUBLE MAN

IM MORE TROUBLED THAN MOST
YET I PUBLISH MY POST,
AFRAID OF TRUST AND HOPE
NO FAITH IN THE POPE,
I LOOK AT DEACONS SIDEWAYS,
WANNA TEACH PREACHERS,
CHOIR SOUND GOOD
BUT IS IT GOOD WHAT THEY SING US?
NO FUSS...MY BELIEF IS UNBELIEVABLE,
BLOOD OF CHRIST MY ASS...JESUS IS UMBLEEDABLE,
IN THAT STORY DID HE DIE FOR OUR SINS
OR WAS IT JUST ANOTHER STORY OF A MURDERED MAN,
MAN , I READALOT
WAS NEVER CLOSEMINDED,
THEY WANT US TO KEEP OUR EYES OPEN TO THE BLINDNESS,
NO MATTER WHAT YOUR CLOCK SAYS
THATS NOT WHAT THE TIME IS
9:09 A.M SIGNED THIS.

NOT DEAD...JUST DEADISH...by dusean dunbar/ bishop g

IF YOUR FERTILE WHEN WE MEET,
ILL PLANT SEEDS OF MEMORY,
I ONLY WANTED TO LET LIVE AND BE,
NOW I REALISE IT WAS SHIT I WAS TO SEE,
BUT KEEP QUIET ABOUT
IT WAS JUST FOR ME,
TRIED TO SHARE THE UNSHARABLE AND UNSEEN,
ONLY TO HEAR IM HALLUCINATING DUMB THINGS,
GUESS I READ AND STUDY WAY TOOOOO MUCH,
HERES A QUOTE
YOU CAN NEVER KNOW ENOUGH
TOUGH WHILE IM WIDE AWAKE WORKING AT BUILDING.
WORD CONSTRUCTIONS...I SLEEP THROUGH MY CHILDREN,
USED TO GET MAD...DRUGGING MYSELF JUST TO REST,
NOT REALISING LIVING IS MY DEATH.

Monday, February 1, 2010

GOODBYE HELLO ....ME BACK

GOODBYE HELLO...by dusean dunbar/ bishop g






LISTEN UP LISTEN UP
LOOKING DOWN BUT WISHING UP
NIGGAS AINT THINKING BOUT YA
NOBODY MISSING US,
DIE IN THE PHYSICAL
MATERIAL GET DIVIED UP,
FAMILY READING WILLS
THEN QUICKLY SPLITTNG UP..
WATCHING TWILIGHT
KINDA WANT DIAMOND SKIN
SHINING ANYWAY
DESPITE THAT THIS LIFE
OF MINE IS DIM,
WHITE IS IN,
BLACK IS OUT
THATS WHEN IM BLACKING OUT
CONTENT WITHOUT
DONT WANT BACK IN HOUSE,
AND NOW IM BACK ENROUTE
HEADING HOME,
INWARD TRAVELING
TO MY HEART
YEAH ITS ON,
THATS ON STONE,
THIS IS WHERE
I AM GON.......





YEAH I GUESS IM GONE.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

NEW POETRY..X MARKS THE TREASURE

X MARKS THE TREASURE by dusean dunbar/bishop g



AS YEARS CHANGE AND IDEAS ARE GAINED
OR FORGOTTEN,
I MAINTAIN A SMALL LEVEL OF FAME FOR DOWNTRODDEN,
CLOWNS PLOTTING,
MAD BECAUSE IM TIGHT LIKE A PAIR OF BROWN STOCKINGS,
MY WHOLE OLD TOWNS WATCHING,
IM JUST A SOUTH SIDE BOY TRYING TO BREATH AIR,
EVERYBODY WANT US DEAD OR IN JAIL..ARE WE SCARED?
DO WE CRY?
AS SURE AS WE DIE
BUT IN BETWEEN TIME WE BOOK PLANE TICKETS AND WE FLY,
YOU SEE THEM GREEN DEAD MEN COME AND GO,
MONEY WILL MAKE MUTHAFUCKAZ ALIENS JOE,
WE BECOME UNFAMILIAR AND STRAIN RELATIONSHIPS OVER IT,
KICK A BROKEN SOUL WHEN THERE DOWN? THATS SOME BOGUS SHIT!
NEW TEAM ALIGNING LIKE THE THE STARS IN THE GROUND,
NOT THE ONES IN THE SKY WHO'VE NEVER BEEN AROUND,
IN TOUCH WITH NATURE
THE PAPER WILL MAKE ITS SELF,
ALL WE HAVE TO DO IS GIVE IT A LITTLE HELP,
RECOGNISE WHAT YOUR DEALT
DEAL WITH IT WITH DILIGENCE,
NEVER DISCARD YOUR MISTAKES
TAKE IN EXPERIENCE,
JUST AS SURE AS NON HUMANS HELPED WITH THE PYRAMIDS,
GOTTA UTILIZE OUR SENSES AND MIND TO BUILD THE BRIDGE,
WHERE WILL IT LEAD?
HOPEFULLY TO A BETTER
PLACE AND STATE OF MIND
ITS FUN DOING IT TOGETHER,
WHATTEVER, BULLETS THROUGH YA GUCCI COATS LEATHER,
PAY ATTENTION BITCH READ THE LETTER...
X MARKS THE TREASURE.