Wednesday, 2 January 2013

SIGN (snippet)

Born to lose but I broke all the rules, took time to choose; be a victim of abuse or be a recluse but that is all you can choose in a world thats misused where even the wise feel confused as anti-human laws are included into an already messed up deluded unnecessary system of Capitalistic    Consuming, no need for assuming or jumping to a conclusion because you'll learn if you study this burden the world is facing is uncertain but Is this our final curtain? Was humanity always supposed to strangle itself to death without learning with The fossil fuel still burning.. what's the use of earning? If there's no collective? I'm hurting. If you knew you'd lose your loved ones tomorrow would you today feel sorrow? Would you beg, steal or borrow a life less hollow? Learn to lead yourself not just follow?  Would you quit acting shallow? knowing that materialism is not the answer, My bro tells me not to be a martyr & to stack money till I live happily ever after. I burst out into laughter. "happily live through disaster?" how will the monetary system work; we need to just barter. Learn to love & respect each other & work harder  And I don't mean doing a 9-5 faster. I mean getting back to nature. Less bar charts & car parks more star charts & public parks. But where to start? Most are so caught up in this fast paced modern living that they fail to see the beauty in the world they've been given. So they diss it. Dismiss it. Mock & Abuse it. Calling anyone who chooses, to defend it a loser, a hippie or stupid. we've got David Attenborough in hd television showing us the only nature we need to observe with our vision. A lot of these human beings are becoming nothing more than domesticated felines that lack emotional feelings. Am I the only one seeing this? I remember there was this one kid at school who didn't have a tv. We all laughed at him you see. But now 10 years on I respect him what a g. I've had mine switched off for a year now; my minds becoming free. 

I'm no longer apathetic, so what you think I'm gonna do with the money when I get it? 


 I've had more than one deep debate with the elders about the state of my generation. & I keep coming to the conclusion it's a lack of any real education. 


I don't believe im a god or a king. I'm a human being Becoming; a man. You must understand, was just me to be happy being. To lust for some land so food can be appearing; how I must be dreaming. the dramatic difference between the rich and poor left me seething. but now I over stand  poverty could be easily changed so I'm left disbelieving. This illusion & game, I think they call it a name monopoly; and the bankers cheating. So why do I feel so empowered by fasting & going without for one month now, I said NOT MUCH EATING! I'll tell you How. But for now please give me a SIGN...

LITTLE KINGS NEW YEAR SPEECH

So many peoples enjoy having a shit, must be the fact its the last human being act left in this bitch. No use lying our children are dumb, fat or dying, decaying instead they should be flying, astro projecting, but they rejecting so I take herbal medicine, study all the evidence, conversate some resonance. gather love from the residents & aspire to inspire some benevolance until I leave her in an ambulance. Oh yes we are still up for the dance, we ain't leaving things to chance and we aint chasing romance its just a passionate stance. so let me say in advance. I LOVE YOU (and the trees and the plants) the animals at a short glance so THANKS...

THANKS for this planet. but the truth most can't handle it... lost in TV HATE & man made food not organic. I don't know if ''they'' planned it or if its a chaotic accident but its greed I can't stand it. I live in a MAGPIE but silver I don't grab it. Used to have a few nasty habits but now I overstand shit.. Loving & compassionate my intentions are immaculate.

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Saturday, 1 September 2012

Monopoly


I'm not fussed if we have to play monopoly but please don't cheat on me.  I'm 24 and your (find out when America or Britian was born.) so it's only fair I play your game peacefully but don't take kindness for weakness & own Mayfair from the start of the game oh and you have park lane? Fuck what I'm left with is a car or a shoe a few rolls of the dice, community chest? Empty that's nice.  a chance card Or two & a promissory note; oh stupid bloke in order to stay afloat you gotta pay utilities bills I FUCKING CAN'T COPE. Monoplys a joke. I can't win theirs no hope. So let's play twister instead? Left hand on red.  Or maybe mouse trap is best? Its all one big rat race someone once said. but please put away your monopoly board its fucked up my head. Peace & love. And light to all. Oh and if you refuse to put away the monopoly board like most spoilt brat children. At least make the conditions even. I'm talking for every last living human. Fuck sweatshops, factory safety nets to stop humans jumping off. Kids getting limbs blown off over a flipping board game. 

Play the game fair children or some of my bigger friends have to put you in the naughty corner before you learn your lesson. It's just a game. PLAY FAIR! Didn't your mother ever teach you to share? Was your mother even there? Do you think it's best you don't care? did dad show you how to fight fair? What will it take for you to hear. You'll probably kill me just for having no fear. Isnt humanity why were here? Therefore do you not shed a tear knowing you have the power to make things beautiful & clear. Makes me feel like the devils already here. How else would we be so near. To such evil everywhere. Maybe I've said too much. But baby I don't care. Seeing how these are just words about a system corrupt and your committing harmful acts on people over there. This isn't about me being holier than thou this is about how my life got flipped, turned upside down. From wearing a frown. To being given a crown. hearing the last sound. Of my grandad, him wanting me to do him proud. Cancer pulled him down. But I gain strength from it now. You see I truly believe we were already blissfully in heaven & the devil is sinisterly trying to pull us down using the deadly seven....

Sunday, 22 July 2012

Poem written during the occupy movement

Real people can bring about change, I'm not talking about marching though that's an energy drain. Occupy was positive but who's still occupying your Brain? I'm not on all that barking it won't reach those insane, they'll carry on dancing eating big mac all the same. If you really want change you need to set yourself tasks not rise time warners profit with your guy Fawkes mask. This is not a diss to your action I support your cause. But v for vendetta did not happen it's just revolutionist porn. Your mind is deluded if you think the government will change our conditions. They will carry on bailing out bankers & sending Internet rioters to prison. So my advice be, use your energy, love & passion wisely because there your biggest weapon. In helping to build community and a better world for our children. Peace & Love.

Saturday, 9 June 2012

King for a day -JSA

Just been to the hole in the wall & made the machine sing. For this one day I am a king. I'm currently unemployed yes I am not working but for this one day I am a king Pizza & ice cream anyone its my round i can afford to pay when I get to feel like a king for the day. Giving twenty pence pieces to the needy is my financial thesis. For this one day I am a king I've bought ethical t shirts straight from my friend Rainbo Ninjah I've bought some elderflower cordial & a fresh piece of ginger. New clothing & healthy drinking & eating for this one day I am a king.  I'm thinking as a king I should do a song, record it, so each coronation I put a bit of paper aside to afford it for this one day I am a king.  I dream what good I could do as king for a week or even a month or two, the joy i could bring but alas my wages are thin for this one day I am a king. I've bills coming in that eats my balance up demolishes everything, I've been dethroned humbled to experience financial suffering again for this one day I am a king. 

Saturday, 5 May 2012

Welcome

Welcome to my poetry blog!


This blog contains some of my work from the last year and a few from when I first wrote poetry back in 2009/2010. I hope you enjoy reading through the site & if you would like to contact me you can follow me on twitter @ryan_ukhiphop or like my facebook page: Little King ~ Poet.


My first book entitled ''HipHop saved my life, seatbelts saved me twice & my grandad used to give me some sound advice, I wish he survived the cancer fight'', which is mostly a collection of poems, will be out sometime in 2012. you can find the books synopsis directly below and more information will be released in the near future. 


Peace & Love.


Little King

Friday, 6 April 2012

Synopsis

So you're reading the synopsis; this book is basically Little King's synapsis going crazy due to happiness. His ranting causes people bare stress. So he poetically wrote down his thoughts instead. Getting things off his chest, in truth I think he's just a quivering mess. £9.99? I must confess, This books worth way less, just shoplift it out underneath your vest. Then open up the pages & put it to the test. Skim reading it is probably best, once its read pass it on to the next. Youll then probably need to give your mind a rest. Anyway I digress; buy this book so little king gets fed.....bless. Youre still here? Don't get me mistook, this is a terrible book......But anyway.. Why not take a look?

Message to My Mum

I love you mum, I know you probably think i'm lost or being selfish; I'm sorry for this but i'm just trying to adjust to a world that's hellish. You see you raised me with good morals, to be polite  & respect my elders. To share my sweets as a toddler, which all stay with me now I'm older. It was your warm heart & strong shoulders that taught me how to be a humanitarian soldier that wants to help others as the world grows colder. Recently I've not shown you truly, just how much you mean to me. My intention is to express this more to you meaningfully, I can't express it with money so I do so with poetry. Words in rhyme comes natural to me. It's therapy. Mum, please don't hate me. I'm working so hard to show you my heart and intentions are pure. I understand my failures & they say prevention is better than the cure. I have great plans & great ambition, I'm on a lifelong mission, they can't beat us all into submission. Anyway I'll end this transmission. I love you mum, I miss you, take care. Hugs and kisses.

Hmmmm hijabs, hoodies, hats; what's the difference?

Ok so im gonna give you my Uneducated views at first then il do a little research, climb down off my ignorant perch and give you a more balanced view point through my words.

So from a Western outsider looking in, hijab is rather strange clothing. Were used to girls showing off there loreal hair because there worth it. Our religion; materialism, permits it.

Girls here wear the latest gucci or vivian Westwood, wouldn't be seen dead in a drab brown or black hood. Its not cool and it would be thoroughly misunderstood

I personally have no qualms with anybody wearing any clothing item it's their decision, Especially when it's part of their belief system or their religion as long as it hurts no one there should be no ''la restricti'on''

My opinions on this subject therefore are pretty short but sweet. I simply have no issues or any extreme beliefs. Although I do know in the same way I wear an akala t shirt or a quirky poets hat. These peoples garments are personal, for pride, for honour and I respect that.

Why do westerns obsess and emit unneeded stress over somebody elses head dress? Surrely they should treat them with respect and not discontent. It makes me upset.
I said earlier I would do further research, I will but I won't burden you with more words. Just one last verse.

What gives you the right to question somebody's humanity because to you they look a little funny or wear different clothing out in public. Personally I love it. Different Cultures mingling in our united kingdom of puppets. Clones after clones of gucci wearing muppets. do you know what?enough of it....Give me a hijab with soul and humanity over that supermodel rubbish.

Keep doing what you believe in I respect it with all my heart and soul. Hijab for the win forget the gucci fool.

Tuesday, 31 January 2012

Dark thoughts

Sometimes I question if suicide would end the whole thing. If this great big world of chaos, I was just imagining, if my mind was really just escaping, daydreaming, just resting & really I'm still sat in class, year one or reception. Kinda like inception but really im homeless, unemployed & must carry on no exception, this gives me deep heartburn like indigestion.


My mind is stressing with questions, like why did I become restless? What was I working towards, was it senseless? Do I need to rebuild my whole self, am I selfish?  How can I help the world if i cant even solve this? Should I give up on my dreams just so I can pay rent? How easy would it be for me to reinvent? I need to find strength.explain myself better to my friends, because right now I'm writing this rather than talking out my pain. The ink won't be enough to release this off my brain. Everytime I feel to push the button I stop myself again.


Self destruction will not help me, I need to play the game and do good deeds with the solid foundation I create or do I cut up my N.I card and become a freeman from the state? How can I feel this way? Why is my heart astray? Having to leave my family who find it hard to handle me because they don't understand my dream. I'm hardly eating, I'm lean. Lack of self esteem and direction won't help to build with my team. I need to scream. Somebody help me! I'm still not free. But as I feel so hopeless My brother Smiley has given me a poster. It says keep courage & carry on regardless. Just what I needed from a friend when feeling heartless. Realising I need to pull people closer not push them away like they're detrimental to me. I need to take control of my own destiny...

Thursday, 17 November 2011

The hospital for sick children.

I was sitting in the Hospital for sick children wondering what the real meaning of why I was there. "I'm sitting in the hospital for sick children but I'm not even sick I just 'found myself 'here."


You see I'm a doctor in the hospital for sick children. A silent healer. A guru or you could call me a teacher. I came here for a specific purpose. To scrape away the surface and look deeper as to why this hospital was even purchased. Turned into a circus. Creating hate & making children nervous.


You see I was a patient in the hospital for sick children once myself. I used to think I was depressed, stressed, low in good health. I was trapped in a sense with confusions, delusions, addictions & conflictions. They had me on repeat prescriptions.


I realised that most of the doctors that worked in the hospital had bad intentions. They just wanted to hand out drugs like the teachers were handing out detentions.


So I came to realise that the only way I could get better. Was to fight whatever the weather. Get up out of bed. Use my head. Realise I'm not sick because of my own problems but from theirs instead. THEY fed me this polluted food, air & water. THEY taught me it was ok to slaughter. THEY gave me this dis-ease THEY chopped down all the trees.


So I realise that I need to take more of a positive role in this hospital for sick children because the ones who bought it must of bought it as a toy. THEY must just enjoy the suffering of every single girl or boy.


I think it's time we showed them that we can fix up this hospital. We don't need their help. Not at all. Enough of your recklessness &  all the hateful stuff we need a Surgery with logic, care & love.