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Peace Family, I am Rakeem Rivers AKA Rakeem the Revolutionary and as an international community organizing activist I have experienced 1st hand many of the evils We The Less Fortunate People face in this society. After being homeless off and on since 2017, and being targeted by the devils in our society since 2013, one of the things I’ve come to realize is that homelessness, human trafficking and hate crimes are often connected to and well entrenched within the various systems and processes supposedly created to help the very people they prey upon. Nationally speaking, homelessness has been on the rise for far too long and so has the organized exploitation of We The People.

While staying at the Salvation Army SODO shelter in Seattle I experienced a lot of hatred and intimidation tactics towards me that includes everything from tampering with my food, the air quality coming out my vent or in and around my bunk, people tampering with my property and the staff of the Salvation Army turning a blind eye to all the evils being committed against me and others within the shelter that don’t go along with their Wannabe Supremacist Christian Nationalist Agenda. They typically seem to target women they feel they can gangstalk and control, those like me who stand up for those women, all “non-white” ethnicities that don’t submit to their ideology (me again), members of the LGBTQA+ community and their supporters (me again), and those who “date outside their race” (kinda me again but I’m intelligent enough to know my race human and I only date humans so…that’s really just another case of how their ignorance is obsolete.)

The environment at the Seattle Salvation Army Shelter got extremely volatile after others noticed myself and a lady of European decent (I am a Moorish American so our interactions by the ignorant would be seen as “interracial”) we were becoming friends and I believe they (Staff and residents alike) decided to do everything they could to demean, divide, destroy and break us. In other words, they tried to make us “look at the ground” instead of each other and if ever you are around a less fortunate person that refuses to look you in your eyes or for some reason they seem extremely downcast, chances are they’ve experienced this form of gang stalking and human trafficking as well.

From then on, whenever I’ve had to stay in a shelter,  I’ve had people breaking into my property when I’m not around, I’ve had food that made me so sick I ended up H-pylori due to staff tampering with my food, I’ve had to deal with staff and residents making disrespectful and hateful comments towards me in bait and switch scenarios where someone will say or do something just to get a rise out of me and then call for security to try and get me kicked out the shelter. I’ve written grievances, emails and even started a few petitions to resolve this situation but to no avail.

Due to the fact that I’ve experienced this Wannabe Supremacist Christian Nationalist Agenda of domestic terrorism at Salvation Army in both Seattle and Minneapolis, as at the Colorado Springs Rescue Mission and the Denver Rescue Mission; it is my belief that most of not all of the Christian and Catholic charities supposedly helping the homeless, are really just agents of the evils being committed against the most vulnerable members of our society, actively involved in and is covering for the hate crimes being committed against myself and others. I also believe it’s time to fight for justice and accountability against all forms of ignorance, hatred and oppression. If you’re willing to join us in our fight against Homelessness, Human Trafficking and Hate Crimes, please subscribe to the Riverside Revolution HERE and / or if you’d like to support our cause you can do that HERE. (All of the funds raised will be going towards us building community outreach teams and an app that will assist us in educating and empowering the members of our society in the ways and means that we can take action and fight back against the enemies among us as well as organize a class action lawsuits against the shelters, cities and states allowing these human rights violations to go on unchecked) For more information on the Riverside Revolution please visit
https://riversiderevolutionaryinvestmets.wordpress.com/

Your Brother in Love and Truth
Rakeem G. Rivers
The Riverside Alchemist

PS: For those who have no idea what being homeless is actually like, I’ll share a story with what my Friday looked like 10/24/25
4:26

I had to use the restroom after eating a few of the grapes I had in my bag. While using the restroom I felt really nauseous and faint at the same time, which is typically another case of food poisoning. Having ate some of the grapes around 2 nothing was wrong with them. I went to the store for some food because I can’t trust the food they serve here or the staff to actually investigate all the BS going on because some of them are a part of it, and when I get back and try to eat a little snack I get extremely within 5 minutes of eating the grapes.

5:25

I got out the shower after spending about an hour throwing up in the shower while experiencing what felt like organs seizing up in a weird way and a crazy headache pounding on both sides of my head.

7:23

Been resting since getting out of the shower at 5:25 and my body is finally starting to feel normal again after the poisoning that affected me at 4:26

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The Ali Principal: We bare witness that there is no God but Allah (Arabic for The God), Our Heavenly Father.

The Panther Principle: We Want Freedom. We Want The Power To Determine The Destiny Of Our Own Lives, Families, Communities and Sanctuaries.

The Earners Principal: We Want Liberating and Empowering Employment For The People that provides adequate income, training, leisure, security, ownership opportunities and other accommodations for The People such as company cars, phone’s and whatever else The People need to earn an honest, dignified and respectable living in our society.

The Moorish Principal: We Want Reparations for All of the Damage Caused by Colonialism on a Global Scale and An End To The Robbery of The People By Capitalists, Corporations, Parasitic Organizations, Warmongering Profiteers, and Central Banks.

The Equality Principal: We Want Quality Transitional, and Affordable Housing for The People. We Want a higher standard of Living with clean air, water, food, clothing and shelter for The People, owned and controlled by The People.

The Intelligence Principal: We Want Education that empowers, liberates and advances Humanity. We want universities that teach the Truth about all things including pre-colonial communities, cultures and beliefs. We want an end to European Colonialist curriculums, lies, hatred and ignorant indoctrination.

The Loved One’s Principal: We Want All Children to be protected and respected by The People and to be Treated with the Respect due a Breathing Blessing of God. We want the Riverside Collective to look after the needs of children who have lost one or both of their parents as well as those with special needs or who require special attention. Next to honoring God, the Loved Ones Principal is the primary purpose of the Riverside Revolution.

The Liberation Principal: We Want All Indigenous, Colonized, and Oppressed People To Be Exempt From Colonial Jurisdictions, Judgements, Jails, Prisons, Taxes,  Military Service or any other obligations to or of the enemies of The People i.e. colonizers. We also reserved the right to form armed resistance and militia  groups to fight for Our People regardless of colonial laws and/ or restrictions. We are born free and have the God given right to protect ourselves by any means necessary.

The Queen’s Principal: We Want Our Sisters to be protected and respected by The People. Women are to be Treated with the Respect due a Breathing Blessing of God and have the right to choose their own mate/s, and fate in all arenas of life. Her Mind, Her Body, & Her Choices Will Be Respected by ALL.

The Man of God Principal: We Want All Men to be responsible for protecting and defending the rights of The People, especially those of our women, our children and our Family of True Believers. Together and with the guidance of God, we make up the Royal Priesthood of God and thus all Men who are a Man of God are scared and Will be Treated with the Respect due a Breathing Blessing of God. Men who do not stand on this principle are Bitch Made and will not be allowed on the Riverside in any capacity.

The Justice Principal: All Child Abusers, Rapists, and Human Traffickers (wannabe supremacists and other Bitch Made separatist groups that don’t stand on truth included) deserve death by way of the most vicious Wrath of God possible for humanity to provide. We are intelligent enough to know that our true race is human and the real separation is between God’s People/ Us and the Godless/ the devil’s trying to colonize, divide and conquer us. We’re building the Kingdom of God over here and if they ain’t with the movement they need to keep it moving. C’est la vie.

The People Principal: We Want all of humanity to have access to quality food, clothing, shelter, employment and reliable transportation. These are basic Human Rights that colonialism has systematically denied our people and as we garner the ability to provide for ourselves, we will black ball the same devils that tried to black ball us by including them and their organizations in the Bitch Made Brigade. We know We The People are more important than profits, politics, and everything else except God and godly principles such as Love, Truth, Peace, Freedom & Justice.

The International Principal: We want global solidarity for The People that isn’t controlled by anyone but The People. This world belongs to God 1st and is the inheritance of all of Us. Before the Nubians discovered the Nile River and gave birth to human civilization as we know it, it belonged to God and in Truth it is still His property, therefore we put our commitment to God and to God’s People over any Nation that tries to violate Our Father’s Creations in any way. We will stand united for God and each other wherever and whenever duty calls.

The Wellness Principal: We want free and equal access to quality healthcare for all. We want women’s reproductive rights permanently protected and an end to all of the underhanded practices of eugenic practitioners that have led to the rising mortality rates among our people. We want our own doctors, clinics, hospitals, farms, and fitness centers designed solely for improving the health of The People. We want our people to be able to go to a doctor they can trust that isn’t beholden to any evil ideologies, prescription kickbacks or any other benefits not directly related to improving the health of The People.

The Independence Principal: We want financial institutions whose sole purpose is to produce honorable and enriching sources of income for The Riverside Collective as a whole and as individuals. We want to independently control our own currency, credit and transaction systems free of ALL colonial or oppressive involvement.

The Revolutionary Principal: We want to assist the people in finding places to belong where they feel welcomed, appreciated and loved. We want to make it easier for revolutionaries to find love and build relationships with like minded individuals in an effort to reestablish the foundation of the family, preserve its sacredness and push the state out of our homes, our families and our private lives completely. Before we can truly change our communities, we have to change the way our families operate within the community and until our families are the firm foundation for us to flourish in as God intended, the communities will remain broken and dependent on the state just like we’ve allowed many of our families to become. Within the Riverside Revolution we are the actualization of the long awaited, Us, Ours and We and we stand as The Family of True Believers/ The Riverside Collective.

Your Brother in Love and Truth
Rakeem G. Rivers
The Riverside Alchemist

Imagine the pain of a man with a million thoughts
Trying to think outside of the box
A different time on a thousand clocks
And a 3rd eye that’s lost to a thousand cloths

Or better yet
The pain of a man with a billion dreams
Tied into a billion memories
Persecuted at a billion degrees
But won’t let go

Like a tree’s last leaf

Every Breath I breathe

Is Poet Perfection

But if you’re Hearings Selective
It’s Objective
And Over Ruled by the Truth
That if you can’t hear you

You’ll Never Hear Me

The Echo

Or The Inner Glow
Of The Essence of the Ultimate Soul
Written in Blood and Etched in Stone

The Legacy of the Strong
Inherited as a Song
Of Survival, in Which we Rival the Wrong

I was Raised, Calling Aurora My Home
Then I found a World of my Own
In Which The Spirit, Built me a Throne

Wouldn’t You Know

The Moorish American Hieroglyph
Go Falcons
If you know Heru, you Get the Higher Sense
If Not, you need some Vitamins

I Know I Bare the Lord’s Likeness
I’m Lightning

That Lives on the Earth

A Child of God
Against all Odds

Defied They Crucifixion
Now in Their Midst I Walk

We Walk
We Talk
We Rise

Fail Just to Fly
We In Flight
Like

Listen
We Living
The Definition
Of the Bare Essentials
Of Our Existence

My Spirit ain’t Built
For Building or Being in Prisons
It’s More like Light Trapped inside a Prism

So Let me Shine

Till The Jury Gains Sight from my Glisten

I May if I might
Have Your Undivided Attention

But the Deaf don’t Hear
Let Alone Listen

Be That as it may
Bitten Tongues
Provide no Provisions

And We Are

Everything the Matrix is Missing
Neo Soul, We Can’t Sync With They System

The Glitch
Because We Living
The Conundrum of what used to be a Conscious Christian
And You Lost if You Ain’t Listening

But This is Where The Sidewalk Ends
In a World Where Peace Doesn’t Exist
My Loves, Become My Exit

Not Dead, Or Born Again
But Resurrected

Blessing

I Know Who I Am
I Know Who You Are Too

God Is Love
When We Gone Bear Some Fruit

Free Of Poison
That We Can Share With the Youth

Like Here Beautiful Blessing
God Loves You Too

Signed The Middle Man
AKA You

Furthest I could Go To Speak
Or Like Cephas, You Might Follow Me

Be Free

Wherever You Are
Stand Firm and Protect Your Heart

There Is
A True Spirit of God
To Honor it is To Bless Us All

Islam
Commit To Your Call

Amen

May The Begotten
Never Be Forgotten
Or Wasted

May We Be Like the Light
After You’ve Faced It

Our Life Is Like a Smile with Braces
Where Perfection Ain’t Our Nature

But It’s What Our Next Phase Is

The Last Gift In Pandora’s Box, or Jar
If You’ve Studied That Hard
Reached back That Far

Just to Realize
It’s Really Just an Opened Heart

And We’re a Prayer for Light in the Dark

Yes Hope
Is Home
No

I Hope
I’ll Make
It Home

Wrong

I Know I Will

But I Don’t Know Your Will
So Forgive Me
For Not Submitting
To An Equal
A Hidden Hero

And I’ll Do the Same
But Forget Me Not

Golden is My Name
And You Are…

Your Brother in Love and Truth
Rakeem G. Rivers
The Riverside Alchemist

I come in peace
Does not mean
I come to please
It means
More or less
I come complete

Although in bad tiding it may be
And a messenger is all you see
Whatever misery
Caused by the riddles I speak
A be remedied
Once you learn to hear me
You see
I have a message
From all you seek

It says believe

And I know you might think
That as the advocate of unchased dreams
In a land where the giants became the priest
That’s easier said than done
But it’s thoughts like that, that keep you stuck

Free will, isn’t free want
It means, it’s free to go get
Go fish, if you have to
And I wish this message came with a map too
But every destination is a tattoo
A tropical taboo
Of blood, and ink, forget me not blue
No, I’m not you

But we are
Is where every revolutionary change starts

Your Brother in Love and Truth
Rakeem G. Rivers
The Riverside Alchemist

Girl You
Finer than a MF
Looking like my wife and shit
You my type like a MF

I mean I’m usually polite
Wouldn’t disturb your light
Without a choosing signal

But if I can be honest
You a goddess
And I just had to make this intro

You see
Baby I’m Rakeem
From the Rockies
And ladies like you is what I’m into

So, let’s get into it
Neither one of us is innocent
And since
Pools of love can be infinite
There’s no rush
It’s just all of the moments since
I caught your scent

I can sense the heavens coming nearer
Come hither
Let me tell you a secret
Well mannered as I am

I’m really a Sadist

Haa
I’m just playing
But really though I saying

I can’t wait to put the cuffs on you
The blindfold, the wipes and chains
Maybe even my name on you

Cause Girl You

Was meant to be mine
Like, my bloodline
Or birthright
But my whole life
I’ve been waiting for you

The virtue
To my vice
The reflection of my light
The balance to my might
The roots to my reasons why
The wings that give me flight
To Heights so high
My comprehension of SuperFly
Got redefined like
I realized Maat was standing by my side
And no lie, I’m still trying to do you justice
It’s just

It doesn’t feel like God molded you
Rather, He brought my love to life
Then animated every inch of creation to say
This is your wife

Now say my name like you know you mine

Who’s is it

Baby listen
It’s okay to say it twice
Or say it for the rest your life

You could be my
Mrs. Rivers
Signed, sealed, delivered
I missed the ball but went to God
To get this glass slipper
Now he got me thinking bigger

Like what kind of rings and things
Can I bequif to my Queen
So I present this poetry
As the first gift in your dowry
And with God as my witness
Through the gifts I’ve been given
You just received immortality



I’m sure pretty much everybody kind of knows the story of Adam and Eve, but one of the facts about that story that many people overlook is the fact that Eve wasn’t actually named Eve until after the fall. The reason this is significant is because according to the Bible after the fall is when death enters the world and Humanity gets cursed and all of that and the first thing that Adam does is he names the woman Eve, which means living. Now remember that according to the Bible Adam was given dominion over all of the creatures of the earth and he has given the power to name all of them and so when you actually understand the significance of him naming what was called the woman Eve, right after the fall happened, it’s a spiritual resurrection and it’s the first resurrection of the Bible. Adam used the power God gave him to bring his wife back to life in a cursed and condemned environment surrounded by death, she lives. Amen

Your Brother in Love and Truth
Rakeem G. Rivers
The Riverside Alchemist

The Triumphant, Tortured Artist,
Carving

Concepts
Way too complex
To be outta context
If you can comprehend
Where they started

Starving
Yet Brighter than the stars is
A Brilliance Beyond the Darkness

That’s what my heart is
But its

Suffocating

The time is now why suffer waiting
Life is art, and few study painting
Lack of patience

Or they, found their brush, then misplaced it
Now they back to the basics

Heavy Heart Cause
The world couldn’t break it

Fire Stone Soul Cause
the cold couldn’t take it

Allahu Akbar
History in the Making

Maybe that’s why they claws
Keep reaching for my flaws


Like notes that sting
As they ring
Toward the roof of the music hall
I maintain through the pain, one for all
Tell’em I’m changed
Trying to avoid a total recall

But the right spark
Can turn me into methanol
Plus I’m wicked with a wrecking ball
No stepping off
Too close to chaos, to embrace the law
So is there a method to the madness

Nah

You just running in place
Or damned without delay
If you rushing for the day
That you can celebrate my fall

That’ll be the day I

Skydive with no suite
Still breathing in need of room
The Jumper

Some say I’m doomed
Cause I’m careless and consumed
By a wild life yet well groomed
Cause appearance matter

But the inside does too

It’s with such insight that I move
Jellyfish smooth
Through the devil’s cesspool

Subconscious swag
So I’m simply true
Can look evil in its eyes and say, I own you

No doubt
Cause I ain’t sold out
My heart puts the gold in my mouth
While my mind puts gold in my house

I’m searching for more
Than the needle in the haystack
I always wanted to say that
But you can say that

A nation
Tried to take my voice

Before I could speak out
I had to learn to rejoice

So facing a world of ill will
I made the choice

To be me

Under the impression
That that would allow me
To be free

To finally fly

And I did

Still I rise

Perseverance
Became my niche

Imagine, A Poet
Trying to write a pitch
All along, unsure if
My art, could support my kids
Gave all I have to give
To this

Then
Ascension
And Ambition
Became a Business
And I became Eccentric
Conscious, crunching digits

Homeless Genius
What a Misfit

Bandwagon
I missed it

Distant

An Einstein, with style
But should probably be
At a board meeting right now

Then again
With me
And the people
It’s like my boards meeting
Right now
No pawns just potentials
With their power on the prowl
Prospects, Vanguards and Crowns
Camelot
Then and now
Man woman and child
Resonate with me for awhile

But that invitations only if you feel the same

Cause on rainy days
The clouds hate
Can suffocate

So many winds
Moving with the earth’s trends
A try to tell you that you are what you ain’t
Judged before some even know your name

Mine is Golden

But whatever you call me
It’s all the same

Not Guilty

But isn’t innocence insane
Or is my blessing
Of imperfect perfection
Expressed in the text of my name

Back in the water

I swim for the day
I can help you have a self-revelation so great
It’ll be as if Atlantis, has been reclaimed
The truth is what separates the real from the fake
So regardless of the rain
I’m a fly, because I refuse to feel its shame

That’s why till this day
I stay focused on the sun rays

I can’t breath
that’s what some say
And once upon a time
I was that way
But I Realized
That I was in a Breathing Tomb
A Soul in search of Breathing Room

Then I opened the Lid

Okay
I can breath
I can see
Now see me
Because I see you

We Equals
Si mon I hablo the Truth

And if you can’t see it
Please believe it
Cause we all in need
Of a breath or two
And I’m trying to give breath to you

In hell (inhale)
To bring the heavenly through

Your Brother in Love and Truth
Rakeem G. Rivers
The Riverside Alchemist

All Men created Equal
Diesel

Full Tank For We The People
Sequel

Men Die, Beliefs Don’t
Spiritual Flow

Faith Turned me to a Miracle
That can make a Mirror Glow

Seeds Grow

From the root
To the fruit
Of the soul

The Rejuvenating Rose
Reflection Mode
The rest is old
We blessed but bold
And if you don’t know where you’ve been
Where will you go

I let the truth be told
Until You can See
All That They Stole
From Dreams of Unity
To Ethics and Morals
The Jungle to the Burrows
The Forgotten to Immortals
This life to the other side of the portal

There’s no hope

Just those who believe
And those who don’t

Those who will fight
And those who won’t

Those like me, like we
And those who fold

I learned to turn pressure into pleasure
Power point present it as a poem
With lyrics, you’d have to live to know

Like my profession
Is the profession
Of parables
To the professionals
In and outside of Jericho
Trying to decipher what it means
When you can see God everywhere you go

All depends on the length of your sight
The eyes of an eagle mean nothing
If your brains still blind

Who taught you to not move if not genocide
Who stopped you if not you a true suicide

Some live some die
Some survive some cry
Some just sit around wondering why
Can’t I

If your fate’s in your own hands
That’s up to you to decide

Who but God can define
If you’re devine

Or just the average Joe Dirt
What are you worth

No esteem before Self
Wealth

But what are we if we’re divided by greed
And defined by war rather than peace
Praise the strong but exploit the weak
And the difference, is all some see
Who are we
Really

I mean
Nobody wants to research their heritage
Histories, or solve mysteries
We’ve all become far too found of misery
Cap stone rejected, missing piece
Now we missing peace

Home of the brave
Indeed

With all for one dead
What it the change we need

Notation
Add quotations to the “we”

So what are you if you better than me
What am I if not unique

But we one in the same
Is that bitter or sweet

You the beauty or the beast

Babylon
Blending Whore with Priest
Innocence in a pinch
Salvation ain’t cheap
And Faith, ain’t free

Trials and tribulations
It ain’t all monetary or meek
Can I preach, or is that too deep

Like, you ever asked an elder to speak
Stood up for the meek
Or treated the youth like they was you
Remember the teens

Well, what you wanna be when grow up
Did you accomplish those dreams

I’m a mage with a pen and a page
But was raised to be sage to the streets

I Am everything Allah made me

Holding back
Still feel, the universe in my reach

Blessed to be a blessing
Started to shine and the Divine said jinx

From let there be light
To the time it’s seen

But what can I say to a God
That taught me to believe in me

I let my beliefs speak

And actions speak louder
I’m far from a coward
Pure valor
Manifesting my finest hour
In the darkest of times
I ride
But sometimes I laugh and cry at the sametime
Singing lullabies to the sky

Wondering, if any, ever, truly rest in peace
When war’s become what we need
For equality

What happened to the land of the free
Or the belief, of us ours and we

Liberation is waiting
In other words it’s our for the taking
But it’s waiting for us to be an us without breaking
A we without shaking
A unit, that will use its hands and, make this nation

Something better than a bunch of self-centered
Greed infested racist
Governed by the devil’s agents

From the Elders to the youth
Cause in truth, the spirit is ageless

And this war we fighting
Is older than the ancients
The Spirits, perfected patience

While to live is to die

But while everybody’s dying to win the war
Nobody’s dying to end the war

Thus
There’s no Love
No Us
No Peace
And no We

But there’s no solution
Not rooted in unity
So shall it be

At ease
1st amendment grants us the right to speak free
And communication is key
But too many mfs never say what they mean
So I’m a say it, for every mf out there like me

All For One, and One For All
Never miss that call.

Your Brother in Love and Truth
Rakeem G. Rivers
The Riverside Alchemist

And the beat goes on
Sometimes I feel like a living song
That’s about me, but feels wrong

Heart setting the tempo
But it’s temperamental
So I gotta keep the words strong

To make, this beat go on

Take my
Reasons for living
Rather than existing
Imprisoned
Between my temples

String’em together like notes
For a violin instrumental
And let’em play out through my actions
Just so
This beat can go on

I am alive
I am a poem
I think therefore I am
Gold

With paper and ink
I am composed
A story untold
An allegory unknown
Emotion exposed
Bare to where some can explode

I am
Fire
For a lighter
For something brighter
Than a thousand supernova colliding

In the heart of the dark
Forming a spark
That can tear the greatest evils apart

Something like kinetic energy
Transformed into art
Through illegal motions in my mind
False start

They said I’m holding too many emotions
For a heart to heart
Need to get my hands on a harp
Or a lash of lightning,
Perhaps a rumble of thunder
Cause the storm that rages inside of me
Tears my enemies asunder
Yet and still some wonder

Why I speak life

To them I say may God bless you twice,
Once for the soul and once for the mind
God is love, Love is life
So, marry me or carry me but be mine
Paul bearer or wife
Poetry is my life
I Am Alive

But my soul’s aching
mentality aging
and my foundations older than ancient
I am no longer waiting

Patience

Is the virtue
Through which I was created
And my art is a form of my creation
That grows with me, like seasons create ages
Or trees turn to pages
Which turn to seeds of education
And get spread throughout a nation
Focused on discovering a new creation
Of intelligence, and inspiration

I speak life

Read me

Not by my appearance
Or the color of my leafs
But by my seeds
By the size and weight
Of the heart
That beats on my sleeve
As words flow through it
And out in my speech

I speak life
Like
Eve’s first breath
The vital organs in your chest
Or a lady that says yes
To a gentlemen on one knee

Like the Earth and the seven seas
Breathed
Through the God given seed

Yes there’s poetry in me

I believe then speak
Victory

Preach, teach and lead
By example
Like I’m in charge of the classroom
and there’s no paper sheets
So if I don’t follow the words I breath
I’ll cease to be…

Real

Just another hypocrites illusion
That seems to bleed
Bleak
Guess that’ll be you
Before it’s me

I speak life
And fly
Like
The solar system’s wings are tied with mine
Like
I believe therefore I have spoken
Or it aint happened yet, but I’m still hoping

A college kid that quits smoking
A gun that stops loading
A man that stops folding
Or an assassin, that loses his focus

I speak life, I’m a Poet

Yet a poem
And the beat goes on

Your Brother in Love and Truth
Rakeem G. Rivers
The Riverside Alchemist

A Trinity of Trinities
Trapped within an infinity
Of Time, Matter and Space

Displayed

As a world where
Whole lifetimes
Are going to waste
From generation after generation
Placating the day

Yea they, hope and pray
But lack the works
That go
Hand and hand with the Faith

Or they’re stuck
In the hate consumed rat race

Get money
Forget change

Afterall

The Revolutions
The old days
And the good die young
Or at least that’s what they say
But nobody really acts they age

So would you rather be smart, lucky or amazed
Don’t answer that, all three are a cage

While we’re free
Navigating the maze

Divine Insights
Envisioning new ways
To conquer the clay

Or try to save those
Lost in a daze
As right and wrong got lost in the grays

Clock in, get to work, bills to pay
Hoping somehow tomorrow’s blessings
Will heal the hurts of today
Caused by the opened veins of yesterday
That never truly closed, now they strained
The neglected dull ache
Of the left downs, still causing you pain
Relationships tense, self love benched
And all you can say get paid
But this is the life you choose, or rather the one you made

I mean
How much, does your hourglass weigh

Not the atomic mass plus gravity
That’s in the way
Or the rent, phone, car etc
Still to be paid
But what are you doing
To seize the day

As Seasons Change

Throughout Nature’s cycles

A Seeds Growth
To its, fruitions arrival

It’s kinda hard to conceive of the sacred
While you fighting for survival
Forced to smile
And it ain’t all good
But we suffer with style

Till we realize our life
Is more than the guile
Yet I’ve burned so many bridges
Even spiritually I’m a Pyro
But instead of pondering the meaning of life
I tried living for awhile

And I live like failure’s my rival
Then the domesticated went wild

A Great Man
From an indoctrinated child
Learned to think for myself
And my mind, became my aisle
Energy flowing like
The ancient waves of the Nile

That’s Nubian

And the Sacred knew me then
Like the holy presence locked within
The moments of Golden Crowns
And chakra activations

An Ode to the Ancients

With kundalinis standing proud
Synchronized with nature
Where the time is always now

But what if

You were the sand
In an Hourglass
Running an hour past due
And I asked
What’s Quicksand to you

Is it Natural
Is it Divine
Is it Natures way of saying slow down
Or your ass is mine

Is it a misstep
A soul sinking into regret
Like all that good you’ve sowed
But haven’t reaped yet

Or is it you
Trying to reconnect

With the Most High
What’s worth your time

Since passion knows no patience
And the sphere of purpose
Prevents complacence

Can you comprehend
Conjuring the strength
To uplift a Nation

Of different tribes, tongues, and locations
Ancient bloodlines, angelic faces

At war with the enemy
But spiritually untainted

Check the jinns
And teach the truth that’s unchanging

Blessings rooted in the blood
The Family’s Sacred

A TIMELESS

Legacy of relation

Free of betrayal and hatred
With a

Higher consciousness in rotation

Allah is all, no mystification
Messages from God
Tahitian Statements
Check the writing on the wall
You can see what we saying

The High Science of Ascension

True Self Governing
Theocracy
In the making

The Divine undefined creation
Congregating

But many get us mistaken
For an orbit of orphans
With, all for one occupations

Democracy
Mocking our Greatness

They got these young gods
Waiting on Jesus or faithless
Forgotten the Republic
Now they trapped in the Matrix

Leaders screaming organize
Kids screaming save us
Communities, running low on gentlemen
Overdosing on gangstas

I got All my Rights Reserved
They still trying to hang us
Legal system looking like a lynch mob
You have to learn the law to kill Satan

Prisoners of War
Are what you should call Inmates
There’s a New Jim Crow
And this ones in all 50 states

With illegitimate claims

Fraudulent jurisdictions
Administrators full of hate

To leave our communities
Full of pain
This is a war
It’s not a game

And Nobodies blameless
But society
Is starting to look like
A bunch of brainless
Baseheads
College degrees but still don’t know the basics
Like what you believe, you become

Thoughts, Actions, Amen

Boule got these niggas
Chasing the famous
Child support
Paying these hoes to be shameless
While most preachers
And community leaders are agents

Call the paparazzi, you made it
Instagram, instastar, filter and frame it
Hashtag, back back, share and save it

Meanwhile
I heard the attention got you slaving
All that money, no home training
Shiting on everything God created
God Damn you basic

And all the Illuminati talk
Ain’t occultic, it’s blatant
Alchemy or
A boogie man for the braindead

Got the people spooked out
Spiritually fainting
Media something like
Mind control maintenance

Who do you Love
Who do you Fear
Who do you wanna be like
Don’t you wish you were here

Do you see the agenda
Or are you screwed enough for a placenta

They created
Psychological warfare
To keep you in a state of disspire

Worshipping Celebrities

But condemned the Pagans
And the Pages
of

Islam
Voodoo
The Craft
Gnosticism
Freemasonry
Ancient Maps

Reading of the stars
Exploring our hearts
Fighting to be free
Or Mastering our Qi
And everything else
That’ll resurrect
The Spirit, successfully

I’m Teaching Self Mastery 
To those, they wanted to keep sleep

But it’s about time the truth
Stopped hiding from hypocrisy
Elijah like prophecies
Holy Breath, feel the heat

Exhale
If it’s lukewarm you need to leave

I got that, selective speech
Life to us, death to the beast

Look anywhere but a mirror if you seeking deceit
Now are you, truth seeking or sleep
Hold the Z’s

Like,
Why would Allah create man
If all He wanted was sheep

Think

We were designed discrete
With a measure
Of empathy and concrete
Balanced with the will of a GodKing

GODLY

As a man thinks

Now focus on God
Like Allah said embody me

These types of jewels
Weren’t meant for the meek

So be brave
Or be a slave
To the pain
The strain
Everything this world became

The Weight, Just Wait (Lift it Up)

The Alkebulan Pavilion
Provided light for the world

Like if the earth was an oyster
We came from the pearl

Traveled and taught civilizations
Without the Rothschilds or Rascist

Then the envious, envied it
And gave birth to hatred

First catholics then capitalist
Engineering global enslavement
 
And we all fall down
As a demonic, bubonic plague plays out
Separating father from child
With wars, whores, and mounds

Word up, don’t drown
But if the anchors are us, how

Trying to hold it together and hold it down
Without losing ground
Compromising our soul
Or getting lost in the crowd

Eye of the storm

Ball of confusion on the bow
Peace on the port
War on the starboard
Deck made out of discipline
Defending the core

And the burn
Of an urn
Is propelling the stern

Ashes
The ashes
Still present yet past tense

Got the cabin floating on interities absence

And this just might be
The origin
Of Atlas’s accent

We searching for shores

What’s your Nationality
Is you active
Yeah
How old your map is
And are you aware that spiritual revelations
Are the same as shaping magic

The wicth hunts
Missed the mavericks

Connect the dots like dashes
Or lines between stars
Now is that magic
Or just ancient art

No bias to sacred science
But it’s vibrance
Can change your climate
Summit, still shining

A Pearl, turned into a Diamond

That inner lighthouse, can you find it
Without getting blinded
Dig it, like you mining
Then live it, like a commitment
To integrity that’s eternally climbing

Gliding
And all’s well
Like Ida B
Was talking to me
About Fredrick D
And the rest of our peeps
That understood the fight for We
Like, Hariett Tubman
Or Marcus Garvey
King Muhammad III
Or Noble Drew Ali
MLK Jr.
Or El Hajj Malik
El Shabazz
Toussaint Louverture
And all the rest of the Freedom Fighting Class
We’re the ones
That only respect
The Freedom Fighting Flags

And Golden Leb El
Is grinding, till we all prevail
Word is bond, like what you saying
Heaven or hell

Elohim or infidel

You wanna eat, prepare a feast
Or another glass of enfamil

Talents, become skills
Create tools, you can build
For real

I’m Manifesting Blessings
With the strength of a quill
Featherweight like Maat’s scale
Cosmic yet frail

Enough to find the line
Between what’s actual
And the appearance
Of hieroglyphic spirits
The difference
Between the controlled
And the fearless
Measuring and Moving
Within the Infinitance 

To create a better world than degenerates
And pass down something better than
This abomination
Of bullshit
We living in
The sellouts settled with

Perverted religious text
Reality, out of context
Wall St. purchased politics
And all Freedom Fighter 
being colored infamous

While the state ran education
Produced a pipeline to prison
And prolonged infants

I grew up
Blew up the plantation
Everybody aint make it
Going through changes
The life of the courageous
Magis and Mages

Scholar and a Gentleman
Played the cards I was dealt
Say I handled it

Now the axis got a tilt
Free National, because I built

But after the ark
Comes the survivors guilt

Like if Imhotep went from watching the stars
To seeing Africa starve
Due to economics, that have no heart
Usury, indulgences, who knows where to start
Can’t change the past but I can write this part

As my thoughts turn into ink
Words into art

A reflection of life, reviving all we thought we lost
Because after the dark
It’s a decision to live

With The Weight, Just Wait (Lift it Up)

Like a runway
Paved by the runaways
That couldn’t take another day
Of hate

Or being raped
Being slaves
Being caged
Being afflicted or less than
What Allah made

Titanium rhino full of rage
With wings made of blades
Scimitar sharp
Looking for a demon to slay
Call that superfly or you can stay
Everywhere the rich ain’t
Clashing with the bitch made
Like, but what does the religion say
Yeah okay

We
Delegate not debate

Me a Moor
They aint appreciate my love
My truth
Ours, if I’m anything like you
One from two
Same road different shoes
All stars are suns
Different hues
Twilight or high noon
Different rhythm and blues
But it all sounds the same
Through the interlude

That air guitar, looking like a deja vu
But the turbulence a change that tune
Like tap into the Great I Am
And watch what you change into

Something, Cherubim Inspiring
Admiring

This God’s work, we always hiring
Solidarity, go ahead and write’em in
Now we got, caliph co-ops on consignment
Gravity defying

Over a millennium of genocide
They don’t know how we still fighting

The assignment’s
Back to the closed fist of a Titan

Uniting
Internationally organizing
Celestial alignment
Orion
Camelot committed, for life and
Allah, Family, Tribesmen
First line of defense
Against

Anything that threatens our wives and kids

If you trespass, repent
Before, Excalibur is sent
But there’s no remission for some sins
Harming the wrong ones loved ones
A be why you don’t live
That good old
Guns, germs and steel
Red or blue pill
Now we still flying

Escalator
Step up styling
Vertical stabilizing
Thriving
Smiling
Arising

Amidst

Broken homed ghettos
Gang violence
Controlled opposition
And political bias
Went from a change gone come
To Leopards and Lions
In a jungle full of giants
MKUltra’s
And UFO sightings
It’s looking like the fairy tale is dying

But I’m still focused on
Manifesting Heaven with my writing

Scribing
Aspiring
To be nothing less than the finest
Most precious ink pressed in my time and
Eternally shining

So strong
Those long after me
Can look back at me and carry on

Blessed be, the blessing of me
I’m in the zone
Hoping I don’t get flagged
For having faith in my carry on
Tucked away inside my dreams
True beliefs, and book of poems

LYRICAL OUTREACH

Like words
With wings
Made outta soul

Orchestrating an organization
So priceless
It wouldn’t be worth more if it was made out of gold

All this I made out a hand most would fold
Then again my spirits lifted with what most didn’t know
Hence, why I came along
And my chair became a throne
But they lied if they said I came alone

That’s a pitch, lift, drag and roll
Cockpits outta control
Nowhere to go
Nomadic and unknown

Looking at the youth like
I can see your yoke

Eyes on the sparrow

And we all trying to harness hope
But that thick skin, is more than a coat
And I Am, is more than a quote
Ways of life, rays of light, in spite of the cold
And we all just doing our best to cope
To reach that, cruising altitude and float

High above our failures
We are the prevailers
Who’s words carry

The Weight, Just Wait (Lift it Up)

Break or Break out
I’m Free

Skip the Shakedown
I’m Me

In want but not need
On my toes, not knees
Navigating the breeze

Left hand squeeze
Switch gears, then release

Open throttle

On two wheels racing tomorrow
If time is money, they shit is borrowed

Calling in loans
Open escrow
And eat em raw
Like some escargot
That fail into Quicksand
Call that the quickening

I’m from the West
If you’ll know where that is
Or how it was ravaged
By the colonialists and Catholics
Then you can understand how the energy
Among the captives
Was transferred to the earth
Like a desperate seed that gave birth

To me
My Ancestors Wildest Dreams
The rage within the silent screams
Every drop of innocent blood
Or violated treaty
Roaring for the next 7 centuries
They sent for me

Like General Tariq
Or Mansa Musa
The king of kings
Navigating the breeze

Left hand squeeze
Switch gears, then release

Open throttle

Catwalking the machine
Through these hellish paved streets
At war for peace
Searching for a higher form of we
The light, only a 3rd eye can see

Facts
Believe that
Like you blind and it’s black
Or an Almanac
All of that

Unwarranted
New vision after the crash
As past and future clash

With each breath
Each step
Each understanding I overstand into finesse
Smooth but deadly, aiming for success

The Kingdom of the West

Aurora Origins
Al Morocco Born
And to the colonialist I’m foreign
Forging

A New Telado
And Moorish Fortune

Not conceded
I’m important
Don’t believe it
Try to ignore it

While the rest of us move forward
Like intelligence determines your relevance
And we know where we’re going

All in together
Like your favorite family portrait

Or the 3 Bears giving Goldie locks
Her own fucking porage

No racism round here
And nobody starve in this forest

I was an educational outcast
With juvenile delinquent proportions
That’s 12 years at 16
Some obstacles are enormous

Darkness and death
My lower self
I Explored it

Became Moor, then
Anointing pouring
On my soul, pen, sword and
Cup running over the rim
Champion at it again

But once upon a time
I was The Giver
Too dumb to give up

Broken heart all I had
So Darkness, I’d Become

All Alone Screaming All For One

Too Real
To put up a front

I tried to chill
The pains too much

Lost

Not me but the clutch
The breaks, the rush
Now I’m swerving
Trying to sober up

So far gone
I made the ground eat dust

Ashes to ashes
But diamonds don’t rust
In a world you can’t trust
Feel like I’m levitating 
Into a world you can’t touch

Liftoff

Rockets Boosted by lost love
External fuel tank in the bank

Nothing but a moral compass
In the Payload Bay

Trust and believe
We all need our space

Now Truth and Integrity
Is all that’s ahead of me
Lost the rearviews
Full of jealousy
And apparently

This, flight deck
Was always inside of me

Allahu Akbar
Feels right to me

Reconnected
Still Standing
All in

My calling

To stand for truth
In and outside of the booth
The epitome of everything I’ve been through

No Lie
And Still I Rise
Now

Try harboring the abyss
Of all of this
The weight of faith
And missing your kids
While waiting on a day that may not exist
Then get a grip, and Lift It Up

Your Brother in Love and Truth
Rakeem G. Rivers
The Riverside Alchemist

The Conviction

To speak what I believe
Got me feeling like

The 1st amendment is a felony

Jailing freedom of speech
Mirandized, Full of greed
But everybody gotta eat
And there’s no such thing
As starving a beast

We living in a world of need

Opportunities
Few and far between
Hope getting harder to see
While Beliefs
Skipping stones on dreams
As the Spiritual Realm
Clashes with Reality

The Cosmos are Battling
And it ain’t a baby that’s rattling
Hell getting adamant
Banks went bust
No cashing in

Or cashing out

You either stuck in a drought
Or you drown

Don’t look down

Or you might see
A generation of long shots
With scopes and slingshots
Aiming for a way to make the pain stop
Or at least turn the hate off
Looked in the mirror
It said I fought

I responded with
I fight

Golden in the zone
Kill the lights

We bout to slay some demons
Hi haters guard your life

I got
Plato
In the scope
He dies tonight
My God is My Might

Yeah, I don’t really like clones
And I don’t really write poems

I’m just an Ascendant
With a Nice Flow
Hell and Back
Say I’m Twice Known
The Rose Gold Natural
Instincts factual
Intuition actual
And what some call impossible
Is my casual

This is just how my soul
Talks to me

Legacy
My pen walks with me

What I share with you’ll
Is so you can march with me
Or share a heart with me

In a world where
Words are symphonies
Breathes epiphanies
And our footsteps beat for centuries

Lord
Is anyone listening

Shouting let my people go
As long as we’re living
We’re winning
But this victory lap ain’t finished

So, sale your cloak and get sword
Rumors of war
Fore
God is all
When weapons are holy

Believe me when I say you don’t know me
I ain’t Toby

I’m Rising
Gliding
Grinding

Feel like I’m finding
Hidden Vibrations
And with all my words
All I can say for what I feel is

Kill it

Ignorance needs to die

And that means,
No more touch screen hypnosis
Put your phone down, get focused

All that other shit is bogus
But this rounds the bonus

Insights like oceans
Empathy, can you hold this
Cheers,  here’s hoping
Going Golden
The wrath ain’t folding
And I know that you knowing

Our banking system is a fraud
Our judicial system is a fraud
Political system, fraud

So all day
Everyday
We all getting robbed

Without intelligence and integrity
All liberty is lost

If you a coward,
Here’s your stop

For the rest
It all started with a thought

The shadows on the wall

Could be used to deceive
Trap the mind and make’em sheep
But never let em think
And slaves, can’t read

So those shadows
Became flat screens
Among other things

Like Programing
Industrial complexes and idols
Everywhere you look you being lied to

These are the facts

Or what your opinions
Irrelevance aspires to
The sad but true

Here and now
And nowadays,
most of you’ll just see through

You see,
They had your whole life
Planned for you

From, Prussian schooling
For their hierarchy

To using insecure men
Reinforcing a patriarch
Of blind pride
That’ll put us all in the dark

But I, got a spark

Hair Trigger
Light is the scope
I’m just a prism
In the hands of a cut throat
Named Balance

Welcome to the Challenge

To overcome all obstacles
Until all you know
Is an Essence
That is and isn’t your own
The common sense
Somebody stole
Whitewashed in Rome
Then Crusades

That tried to set the Truth ablaze
But the all consuming fire
Shale ignite their shame

Into Pink Mist

Yeah Rome is burning
And your house might too
But I don’t talk I tattoo

Let me Tat you
With the immortal words of God

I Am

Now be who you are
Now is when you start
And that one shot
A make’em all drop
Fragment
And you can see through the facade
You ever step back and think
What are you being taught

What are you learning
What are we earning

Replacing mothers with a mistress
Raising kids to be midgets
Mini me’s generation
Stunt the growth

Breakaway faith and call it hope
The man made hoax

Just caught one through the throat

Greetings
To Oxford from Toledo

The Federal Reserve
From those never printed on your pasos

The Monuments
From the Geometry that made you

Hello World
It was the Mighty Moors that saved you

And if you, speak now
Only blood comes out

Now watch, as the cave comes down

They’ll say
It was a Revival
Then a Revolution
And only Truth came out
Or karma finally came around

As a Pantheon

Look up to see the path I’m on
The too strong
What went wrong

Is they turned Our Truths
Into Al Andalus

Now we forbidden yet famous
And fake friends and the faceless
Got me fracturing phase

Vencci

Don’t get lost in translation
I’m ambitious and bout my business

Envisioned enrichment
Looking for treasure in the trenches

Conviction on a mission

Your Brother in Love and Truth
Rakeem G. Rivers
The Riverside Alchemist