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THE NUMBIAN MAN (POEM)

the meticulous ways of the nubian man
he is extremely careful in attending to details
gathering the wisdom of the books at hand
collecting knowledge as the bees collecting honey
his manhood feeling an aura that is sunny
as he realizes that he was born to rule the worlds
his spirit being a microcosm of the Divine Being
and he knows his ruby's from his pearls
as the tribe of Zion rises in babylon to be the true kings
and acknowledge with honor their nubian queens
and showers her with affectionate things
the nubian man with God's book at hand

the nubian man loves the diamonds
of the daughters of Zion
as her ebony eyes pierce deep into my soul
reminding me of the continent of old
for she is the greatest treasure placed in the earth
for i have thanked the heavens and treasured her from birth
before i pleasured her i measured her deepness of worth
the nubian man with God's book at hand

yes,
his manhood is establish in his service of his nubian queen
and his honor for the pureness of her being
the truest of truest of queen, queen of his being
who loyally serves her nubian king
treats of perfumes and oils are so exotic and aromatic
eargasms of beautiful poetry is automatic and ecstatic
dread locks, back rubs, body massages, and afros
pure spring water, reading, and living natural
eating foods grown organic, fresh fruit and vegetables
no meats, no dairies, and no sweats
the book of leviticus gives the dietary laws
it teaches to eat food that's raw
the nubian man with God's book at hand

he don't seek to spoil his nubian queen
he first court her with knowledge
kemetic studies is light years above any college
no mental fatigue and without hesitation
they as manifesting beings walk the road to creation
and now they sit on Mount Zion
It rules all of creation
the nubian man

as we lay she come to me
as soft as a peaceful whisper
and even softer i kisses her
her beauty is soft to my eyes
as our nature rise
i discover that her ebony skin
is deeper than the blue skies
so deep is her love
so warm is her hugs
as our ebony bodies are intertwined
marinating as muscatel ( a sweet wine)
as she comfort and releases my spirits
singing to me in nubian lyrics

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