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Martyrs for Darfur by Complex Skepsis

Martyrs for Darfur by Complex Skepsis

Breeding martyrs in Darfur to cut the strings off of puppets.
Cutting currency to barter makes you live with less than nothin’.
Now that this elections comin’ get set for an abduction,
Every heart thats hardened stares into the face of this corruption

Some may call it genocide, some may call it lies,
But theres simply something sick to see when you look into their eyes.
So look past whats advertised, realize that alls not fine,
Lines and walls we draw and build to keep our kills disguised.

The Sudanese funded the Janjaweed budget,
“The Devils on Horseback” a case of -whodunit?
As we slowly approach the end of slopes to the summit,
We reach the peak and now can see who seeks the golden nuggets.

These Crimes Against Humanity are vanity, thats pride,
Uncannily they starve the beings, they burn, curl up and die.
Unnerved by this type of learning curve this skirmish worsens lives,
They warp your mind and thin your blood, no relatives in sight.

The 2012 Quagmire – Ibrahim Edu & Complex Skepsis

The 2012 Quagmire – Ibrahim Edu & Complex Skepsis

C.Skepsis

We have all heard the drivel of 2012,
how something fell…
or solar swells, a planet X heading towards where we dwell
we all hyped up like meth addicts on a binge…
Was it God in Heavens henchmen
that brought to us this hell?
Or was the reason behind it simply science?
So now it seems that we’re compelled
to over analyze and scrutinize
the shapes and size as well…
We’ve all heard the rhetoric and the evidence is thin
we all ask when the world ends and if it begins again
yet the difference in it is we may not be here to see it
or currupt its sandy beaches with our touch of toxic secrets
or will we…?
Now lets look back at the (Carrington Event) to be convinced
when the sun was flaring up a bit wearing down the grid
1859 was the worst ever recorded and it paints a morbid portrait
now it seems sort of sordid when sorted out by the corporate
back in the infancy of technological advancement
telegraphs felt the impact, they crashed around the planet…
What would happen in our day and age?
will it be another chapter, or the end of every page?
Geomagnetics on the offensive, we’re defenseless against it
spiritually starved staring up at the stars, will we live to regret this?


Ibrahim Edu @ Gspoetry.com (click here)

Occurrences way disastrous than tremors & quakes
Where the intensity not detectable on a Richter scale
Is this a genuine prophecy from Michele de Nostredame?
or a superstition as the adamant mind may claim
2012!!! a re-enactment of 1859
on the verge of extinction…..befalls the sands of time
humans fidget on fragmentation…..what becomes of mankind?
Will we grace this blast and live to broadcast its outcome?
Why does the earth got to tremble at every solar maximum?
maybe its a shortcut to hell…..e’en though my destination is God’s kingdom
the hypothesis keeps springing about the atmosphere losing ozone
now,its another cremation from the volcanic yellow stone…
transforming the world into a twilight zone
we were told about the Nibiru trying to dispose the earth
of its position,thereby, causing planetary damnation…
guess the universe would be peaceful if the milky way had jurisdiction
While researches display the galactic alignment as foretold by the Mayans & free masonry
immortality we crave, from ancient astronomy
so explorations on sinister boycott resulted in some futile heuristics
Our hands raised high(to the divine)
cos we don’t want to go extinct like old prints of past beasts
All these could be exaggerations to catalyze our heartbeats
Definitely,we will be calm & wait for the reality.

Hip Hop’s Suicide – COMPLEX SKEPSIS

Hip Hop’s Suicide

Empiricism in lyricism sometime comes to cataclysms.

Everyday cliche things that we say exclaimed and paraded can be lame.

Mainstream puppets like to evaluate like they in a vegetative state.

If hiphop died, thats in their eyes, we got never ending power supplies.

Here’s the equation:

Money + Greed + Flashy Things = Evil Beings Awaiting Catastrophe.

Experimental methods to dissect it quicken,

fail if your frail get gut wrenching sickness.

You can package anthrax but inside its still deadly,

so label the culture, the vultures are ready.

Out to get CAKE and make a buck more,

weave between snakes then settle for (3.14)

Two vector spaces with the addition of multiplication.

Population homeomorphism’s create indoctrination.

Its a fragile fractal yet consistent in every way,

cause when offered dollars most would play for pay and fade away.

Its like putting a slit in your wrist then wonder why your bleeding.

Like wanting direction in your life when you only stare at ceilings.

Its like being called a racist term then being the epitome.

Like concurring for a minute then before you listen disagree.

I subtract myself from most brands of wealth, I don’t need that much.

I just need to breathe and eat just give me an even equal cut.

If I sold this art that I’ve been given to make a living,

I’d be one of the parasites an idle idol liar with fake image.

Road To Hell – COMPLEX SKEPSIS

ROAD TO HELL

Now let us go down to Hell; die at the bottom of earth so pale.
Later in the graveyard bend the bars, climb out now and spread our czar.
Then renown *inhale exhale*; live at the bottom worthless in Hell.
Early chaos avant-garde, time now that we take full charge.

They say the lives they live are hell.
Rinse the powerless populous in blood.
Wildly wicked warriors run, here they come check the “H.U.D.”
Because of blessings abroad we curse at the cross,
then attempt infection of your wretched God.
Creatures are just demons wanting to crash and ooze deep inside you,
then consume like food and refuse to allude.
Satisfied by the meal continuing degrading decay,
in the stench of death that’s pure as “X” and hexed various ways.
They becoming beasts craving quenching feasts,
harsh hormonal motives secrete emotionally.
Susceptible to assorted contagions of hatred,
that apply furious desires designed near pyres of flames and piles of waste.
Where webs are weaved to capture sheep for fornication,
while they weep themselves to sleep uncompassionately complacent.
Scrambling circuits and wires for fuel to the fire.
Conspire in hell on heresies that heed no greater being than Almighty self.
The charming carnal path that people love to have and hold till its out of control.
Its rewired! If you could orchestrate like actual oracles, end results appear.
Evil becomes obsessed addressing the absent, who’s ownership is void.
Free to enjoy self absorption just be as coy as you can with your conscience.
Refusing to believe in or even give an image of the invisible structure nobody sees.
It is known in Satan’s nation all are welcome to come and be recklessly insubordinate.
Reducing surface inhabitants to 0%, lava from below will flow across the plains
as we take hold of the reigns then call it Independence Day and celebrate.
They say it is wrong to proclaim you are Gods, I believe I disagree…I’m free.
Less than what’s deserved is what’s been served and called dessert.
The Black Arts applied with their Jack and Jim Honky shit worshipping Christ.
Hypocrites get exposed when info’s disclosed and well known.
Thinking demons in cages will learn to love, its not likely you’ll grow at all.
Cant forgive and forget all past regrets when paid dues evade you.
Torment us with hope and positive quotes, but we don’t buy this infomercial.
The numbers don’t lie like apologies made by those who hide their eyes
than say may the downward spiral be in style, hope the ride is safe.
Collective premonitions that the future cannot change,
cannot stay the way it is but still here we remain.
Your boasts of prideful lies inflate but don’t be proud, retreat.
Cause now we journey into Hell overwhelmed to calculate the beast.
Try to wine and dine if you like with a plan,
*but [[boulders block]] _smaller rocks_ turning them to sand…
Deserted, destroyed, destitute, dry, don’t dare deny dooms delights.
I offer ours with open arms with only one condition,
you take my side away from light, just sit and slightly listen.

Now let us go down to Hell; die at the bottom of earth so pale.
Later in the graveyard bend the bars, climb out now and spread our czar.
Then renown *inhale exhale*; live at the bottom worthless in Hell.
Early chaos avant-garde, time now that we take full charge.

Google’s Master Plan

Charred Incinerations – COMPLEX SKEPSIS

Charred Incinerations – COMPLEX SKEPSIS

Charred Incinerations

Charred Incinerations

*(W)- Wrap your mind around it, you’ll be astounded and Dumb Found Dead…
*(H)- Hounded by the whines and growlin’ inside your own H.E.A.D.
*( I )- Incendiaries and infrared beam cherries from kevlar guards,
*(T)- Tearing apart various charts, blaring bullhorn charm.
*(E)- Eloping with the matron demon female seeking excretion sauce…*{ggoodd}*

*(H)-Haggard
*(O)-Oathed
*(U)- Unconstitutionally
*(S)- Signed
*(E)- Enterprise

Political TERM-inators filing papers in skyscrapers
scratch their temples, hit the stapler, manila folders, vanilla wafers

Micro-fabrication of mans massed produce new spaceships,
in needle tips under your skin, now get more E-viL greedy bitch…

Lust it, love it…live it…make it part of our religion to get rich
Kiss, hug, hump and fuck it we’ll make room in the budget for this, SSHHIITT.

SEX SEX SEX
three (*X’ s)<- at the end, triple (*E)<- between, then (*S)<-
<-<- Reverse <-<- the text its what you get,
now we both make a mess…(  +  ) <==8

But its unconventional, not particular
multidimensional, not testicular…
Its The Mind Fuck…H.E.A.D. games…
depictions of the sinners,
who take their tourist pictures and frame them in the splinters….

Intellectual mongoloids, a void of fact -all fiction
reaching out to see inside seems to be the contradiction…

in the reach of arms, we reach for stars,
displayin’ our archaic flaws…
we’re all frauds compared to +GOD+.
conviction of “Icarus” dropped…

Use Your H.E.A.D

*(H) Humans…

intolerant of unexplainable knowledge,
neglecting the collective conscience……stupid.

*(E) Earth…

charred incinerations,
bathing in a bloodstained fragrance……cursed.

*(A) Actions…

benefactors brag and bend the fractal,
linkin’ extinction to TERROR-dactyls……tactics.

*(D) Destroy…

aggrandize your franchise to wondering eyes,
recruit for your troop new parachutes to **poof……deploy.