posted April 09, 2003 05:24 PM
my given name is "malik hakim"; arabian meaning wise king, noble master, or sage. i keep it a secret to stay humble; i have known people whom this vibration has driven to the heights of arrogance. my buddies call me "chip"; i chose a nickname of something small, maybe teeny, always a piece of something larger to keep me humble, keep me honest. like the kid in the Simpsons said, "Christ is the only King I recognize."but a poem moved my soul. allen ginsburg called out to me about the very monster of life that i reject the most; the very monster that makes life painful for all. the poem was called HOWL and it is practically the manifesto of the Beats.
my poem is a response to that; a nod if you will.
i love poetry cause Plato said that Poets were liars who were bad for Republic.
watch me spit some truth here. let this one osirian poet blow your mind and invite you other poets to join the new Beat poet movement. the new Beat is Beatified, not beat down or beat up. the saints are sinners who kept going and that is why i am laying this Ginsberg inspired trip on ya. it's called...
Growl
(c) M. Marques Howard
Hopeful, hopped up, blind in the mind They were killing but not for jesus.
They were murderers for Moloch.
Moloch! Arch Devil, Lord of Owners, Blind and idolatrous, hater of Semites, bloodthirsty killer!
Ice in your veins, spiders and crabs crawling in your skull
You blind and idolatrous King.
You think you own everyone. Earth is jail and you’re the warden.
The most conniving of Devils, ancient Antigod
Full of lies and hatred, you are set upon your throne
And eviler devils put you there. Children died today.
Burning, crushed by stones. Damn, you’re smooth.
Love is Illegal, oh Moloch! In your evil empire
In you’re your nescient empire of false riches and evil righteousness
Moloch the malevolent. Manchild thighs hang from your lip.
MOLOCH. You rule with a skeletal hand. Six score sixty and six
Are your days numbered.
The prophet Ginsberg predicted your reign
And oh, what a reign! A reign of death and deception.
Little children. Women. Moses saw a burning Bush
Lucky us. We get a goofy monkey governor.
Here in Pluto’s Republic things only seem to belong to you.
(parable, metaphor,allegory)
In a dry wet dream Yeshua appeared to me as a Chinese *****
But I knew it was Him by the bleeding gashes, the holes in his hands
And Yeshua said to me;
“My dad can whip his dad. Don’t worry.”
I’m glad I can’t see the future, you jew hating fascist.
I WANT to be surprised. I can see the obvious though. You’re
A crook like Nixon, Moloch. We’ll get our country back from you.
Bush the Terrible, evil as hell, full of dumb hatred,
Even your wife and kids despise you. Most spiteful son of Man.
The Arabs will fall in love with the Israelis just to displease you, you set- up artist.
Your evil long - range plans are too obvious. Your granddaddy
was a Moloch too, you simpering Nazi emperor.
Judah, Benjamin. Simeon. Manasseh. Napthali,
Abraham and Moshe are in heaven, baby,
Glad you lost your invite in the mail.
So while you lie to our fellow Americans, Moloch,
You goofy monkey, usurper of office, liar, cheat, murderer
Coke snorting Nazi
Have a nice day!
War is Hell. You’re in charge.
What does that make YOU, President Einstein?
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