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Everyday Poems From An Everyday Person

by Abdul Batin Bey




Thanks: I would like to thank Allah who has thought all this into being, my
lovely wife Kristin who tolerates my madness and my Moorish Family
throughout the Amexem Empire.

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ANARCHIST
I am an anarchist but I dont blow up buildings
I am an anarchist but I dont fire guns
I am an anarchist but I dont need to use violence
My weapon is my mind
My changing how people think, showing them a different point of view is my
explosion
To murder is to be murdered
To speak the truth is to be an enemy of the established order
Dont blindly believe anything
Accept what you have researched
Follow your conscious it will never lead you astray
I am an anarchist a freedom fighter.
AWAY STACIE
You try to use your looks to get your way
Flaunting a smile briefly exposing your perfect tits
It works with some but not with me
You make me shiver with disgust
Repulse me to the core
Is this why you get snippy with me?
Because I dont play your school girl charm game
I see you as you are
A back stabbing whore
I spit in your face
The fact I have to deal with you is most annoying
Get away
Get away
Get away from me
CAMEL BLUE
I open my new pack
Hold it to my nose
Breathe in the robust tobacco aroma
I close my eyes picturing a small town in Turkey

I take a stick from the box
Place it between my lips
With a quick scratch I light the open end
The aroma fills my nose
While the smell fills my lungs
Calm, cool, at peace
The smoke escapes my mouth
Holding the pack in my hands I gaze out
Relaxed
Lost I that moment
CHRISTMAS BOREDOM
Pretending to smile
Faking a good time
Going through the motions
Opening gifts of future junk
Eating half cooked cookies, brownies and other fatty heart stoppers
Drinking eggnog to fatting my tongue
Listening to useless prattle
A day wasted
Boring is Christmas

Pretending to smile
While I wish for death
COLD FLU 3/26/14 12:55 PM
Goo
Unrest
Mucus over flowing
Head pounding
Heavy eyes want to close
Aching body
Weary
O the Joys of New England winter
COSMIC FACES
Cosmic faces melt into eternal landscapes
Dying on a fire spoon
Existing for a short moment
Paradise
Conceived by liquid love
Diluted by lust
Brought to extinction by ignorance.
COUSIN TOM
I see him in a crowded mall
We make eye contact even though we were trying to avoid each other
Shake hands
Make pitiful small talk
We are strangers bound by blood
Two people that want nothing to do with each other
We are only hospitable out of some strange obligation
Painful small
Awkward silence
Walk away from each other with relief
The seconds seemed like days
DANCE A DANCE
A gentleman with a red beard
Dances with his wide hipped woman
Her in floral dress
Him in a straw hat and a gray suite
Together they are one
Not noticing the restaurant on lookers
They care only for each other
Wrapped in a moment of beauty
Lost in the musical movement gaze
Love vibrates as they waltz
They echo each others sigh
A gentleman with a red beard
Dances with his wide hipped woman
DEVIL
I have seen the devil
Many people have
It changes shapes and sexes
It moves slowly through time
This beast is not who we suspect
Oh no this monster many love
Shake its hand
Study its words
Believing it to be an angel

Beware
Beware
Of the open handed one
What it gives may smell sweet
But its sweetness will fade and a smell of clotted blood will fill the air
You will try to escape
Though too late
Sealed in a coffin will you be

I have seen the devil
And it looks like an angel of light
Disconnect
I never thought Id still be here
Kicking in circles warring a hole in the floor
All my heros are dead and gone
My bed is made but Im not lying down

I dont mind
I know theres a heaven with a God that shines
I dont mind
Ill just keep hanging until its time to rewind

I cant believe that Im thirty-one
Must be a reason why Im still here
My life has been a flickering TV
Calm comes but chaos is always near

I dont mind
I know theres a heaven with a God that shines
I dont mind
Ill just keep hanging until its time to rewind
FEEL HUMAN
Putting imaginary nails through my hands
So that I can feel pain
Allowing other people to cut me
So that they can be apart of who I am
Contact makes me feel human
Pain makes me feel real

Digging a well of dreams
So that everyone can drink
Passing around meal tablets
So that no one hungers
Contact makes me feel human
Pain makes me feel real

I often feel isolated in my own mind
Disconnected with the wider world
Drifting further from the center every second

Contact makes me feel human
Pain makes me feel real
FUTURE MAN
Future beings posses the world
No oxygen they breathe
No hear nor blood
A god-like being to its own creators
Without mercy
Without remorse
That which first gave them life they mow down
Leaving only empty shells
A chapter in history
Man is no more
Heretical Truth
Some say you are a heretic
They curse your name
Say prayers against you
Try to turn others against you
With there power they try to divide you from your family
But I know you are the truth
Those who hate you are ignorant
Those who curse your name destroy their very souls
You are love eternal
The alpha and the omega
The carpenter who is king of kings
The lion of Judah
Praise and glory to he who sits on the throne in Zion
I AM
I am I
Secular spiritual
I am one not two
I am one not many
My vision for a better tomorrow encompasses all aspects of self
We are all one unto ourselves
Yet we live the lives of many
Dividing ourselves into many
What have we gained?
Nothing but years of death
Break the cycle
Be one
Innocent Eyes
Dead eyes
Innocence stolen
Unlawful men
Backroom pleasures
Backroom misery
Stolen life
Bought and sold by strangers
Broken soul
Deranged laughter
Tormented sweat
Days numbered
When the lusts are filled the dead eyes are put out
Only to be replaced by another set of innocence
A cycle that no one dares to see
Innocence stolen
Dead eyes
JULIE
You died so young
I often wonder why
You met your fate a year after our graduation
Too young to leave this place
All the things you did not do
All things you did not see
I wonder why
I wonder why

The puzzle of life is not meant for me to piece together
I too am only a piece
I have not the ability to stand back and see the master design

So young my friend so young
You were only 20 and Im 31
A million joys and a million sorrows have been experienced
Dreams came true dreams were broken
You never experienced any of these

Until we meet again dear friend
Until we meet again
LOVE LOGIC
Sitting inside the jeweled sun
Tasting lemon on the breeze
Capturing lurid visions
While my mind takes in the sea

Love is all love is free
Its all around have a see
Drop out of polite society
Maya cast her fantasy

Open your mind soar high
Embrace life never die
Open your soul soar high
Ignorance never leads to bliss

Children of another age
May pick up the shells on our graves
Butterflies have no fears
Perform your magic without tears

Open your mind soar high
Embrace life never die
Open your soul soar high
Ignorance never leads to bliss

Open your mind soar high
Embrace life never die
Open your soul soar high
Ignorance never leads to bliss

Love shines in you and me
Why be purple when you can be blue?
Let your love shine on

Massachusetts Winter
Scattered snow
Patches of ice
Pavement torn up
Route twenty-four half finished
Trucks, cars, dumb people swoosh by
Windows smudged
Shovel scrapping sidewalks
Carols of better days heard from miles around
Forecasters telling lame jokes
Schools closed
Work open
Another Massachusettss winter has begun
Cant wait for it to be over
ORCHID SMILE
Can anyone tell me what Im doing here?
My memory of life isnt clear
Been through the maze one too many times
My only peace is a garden of land mines

Threw on my drug rug to escape
Lost in the orchard I sealed my fate
No longer me I feel great
Deep in the orchard I am my fate

Dont look at me expecting answers
I can only give you pornographic smiles
Take away your sugar coated flows
Lies evaporate every seven miles

Threw on my drug rug to escape
Lost In the orchard I sealed my fate
No longer me I feel great
Deep in the orchard I am my fate
RACISM
Useless hate
Waste of time
Hating others only hates yourself
No excuse to spread this mind disease
Change the world for the positive
Be the example you want others to be
Spective
Brilliant sun bouncing off the pavement
Making it hard for me to write
Scattered snow dust twinkles in the air
A lonely man sits in his running truck going nowhere
Distant trees speak of long ago tales
I am here
Writing barely on a notebook sheet
Of things that interest only me
SPLIT MIND
Voices in my head call out
Inspiring me to murder my parents
Wishing me to kill the guys at work

Louder and louder the voices become
Making more and more sense
Deafening out my inner angel

I fight these voices
I fight until I pass out
Waking up sane
How much longer must this go on?
Will I always battle this demon?
Will I always win?

Voices call out to me
Voices in my head
WARNING
The holocaust happened ounce
Dont think it cant happen again
I see it on the horizon
Storming its way towards us
When will it consume us I am not sure
It may be tomorrow
It may be today
Never forget what came before
Because it can always come again


Abdul Batin Bey: is an Anarchist, Writer, musician,
active blogger, and spiritual explorer he is an ordained
minister in the Universal Life Church and an Imam in the
Moorish Orthodox Church. He attended Timbuktu
University and the Hakim Bey Diocesan Theological
Seminary.

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