Poetry Takeover - Haiku D'Etat

Haiku D’Etat’s a poetry takeover

Haiku D’Etat

Our genre is in a state of Johnny come late

Awkward armor

Won’t tear the skin off a cherry harmless

Can’t scrape the surface of a grape

Snake charmer raking in at an alarming rate

Bad karma bait for entrapment

Warning wait before debate dharma

Find your own style warm up

Practice — rehearse

Tune in to what’s boomin'

Soon a verse will match a track that hits worth the while

To develop your own pocket for rap tricks

Their organization will collapse quick stylistic

The current so called aristocracy

Of the underground and mainstream have a vacuum

People were taken from home and culture

Poachers stole our beliefs and wardrobe no closure

Suppressed the music and tools in school abusive

Unless you were privileged

But hip-hop found a way over the inner-city village

What happened to the days of climbing charts and reading them too

What we need to do is be more haiku to determine who’ll rule

Intelligence is raiding

Ignorance is fading — Dignity

Haiku D’Etat’s a poetry takeover

Path that we are paving

Road that we are taking — Integrity

Haiku D’Etat’s a poetry takeover

Community educating

Woman and man relating — Unity

Haiku D’Etat’s a poetry takeover

Legislature changing

Because of demonstrating — Victory

Haiku D’Etat

When the time comes where the art

Is in the hearts of the people

They’ll take you & keep you

Away from these evils

But until then you’re subject

To the burning of the churches

The books & the artwork

And the findings to the searches

Black ball of the music

Controlling of the airwaves

Hoping for a clearway

When it’s crowded up on the fairway

Locked up at the entrance

Blocked up at the exit

The soldiers on the front line

And the gun line that protects it

The hiding of the scriptures

The order of a new world

The red pill or the blue pill

Divides us into 2 worlds

Seizing of the regions

Taking of the spirit

Executioner with no face and

The public who fears it

The answer of the questions

The griots that spoke it

The teachings of the old world

Tradition never broken

When they can’t see & don’t speak

And claim they never heard

For the pain & the pleasure

And the poetry of the words

Saturation is played

Our maturation and age

Has readied us for the stage

Evacuating the slaves

Half of them underpaid

They’re laughing behind your back

Not learning the right training

Walking the wrong track

Talking the rap slang and making contact

With the youth of a like mind

I’m pumping your lifeline

And the saga continues

Just like in a opera Act 1 Scene 2

There’s not another you out of all these people

Haiku D’Etat the antagonists' fall

And our rise to glory

Ride through and leave the town void of a viceroy

It’s an overthrow when the old one

Ain’t governing in fairness

Then guerillas come in rushing him

Get him out of there embarrassed

So unaware and careless

It would lead to his pinch

For with greed they would hoard

And gorge every inch

Besieged by who he befriended close

Or not to be deceived

By who he depended on most

Now that’s the question