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Category: Saul Williams

My father’s a preacher, my mother’s a teacher, thus I rhyme.

Father, Mother, Rhyme

Hip-hop is still cool at a party. But to me, hip-hop has never been strictly a party; it is also there to elevate consciousness.

Me, Party, Hip-Hop

I presented my feminine side with flowers. She cutthe stems and placed them gently down my throat.And these tu lips might soon eclipse your brightesthopes.

…We claim the present as the pre-sent, as the hereafter. We are unraveling our navels so that we may ingest the sun. We are not afraid of the darkness, we trust that the moon shall guide us.We are determining the future at this very moment. We now know that the heart is the philosophers’ stone. Our music is our alchemy. We stand as the manifested equivalent of 3 buckets of water and a hand full of minerals, thus realizing that those very buckets turned upside down supply the percussion factor of forever…

fire, hip-hop, spoken-word

…We claim the present as the pre-sent, as the hereafter. We are unraveling our navels so that we may ingest the sun. We are not afraid of the darkness, we trust that the moon shall guide us. We are determining the future at this very moment. We now know that the heart is the philosophers’ stone. Our music is our alchemy…

fire, hip-hop, spoken-word

The greatest Americans have not been born yet they are waiting patiently for the past to die.

american-literature, future, history, poetry

this is her body this is her blood

i laced my shoes with sorrowand walked a weary roaddead end streetsdon’t come undonewith double knots wing tipped shoesthat walk on airthrough vacant lots

For all the ghosts and corpses that shall never know the breath of our childrenso longfor the sacrifice and endurance of our mothers and the sustained breath of our fatherswe live

When I can feel you breathing into me i, like a stone gargoyleatop some crumbling building,spring to lifea resuscitated angel.

Books are carefully folded forests/void of autumn/bound from the sun

she stuck a bookmark in my heart and walked away