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TAKEN FROM THE C.D. "TONY B. CONSCIOUS UNPLUGGED"

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MORNING TENDERNESS

Have you ever woke up at dawn with no socks nor shoes
Walked outside in the grass and felt the morning dew ?
Heard the birds singing and wondered how and why
They became so connected, and wished you too could fly ?

Have you ever looked at the trees and saw the squirrels
And wondered what it was like in their world
Have you ever wished you could be anything else other than yourself
Be connected with the planet in any other way than in this shell ?

Have you ever wanted to be the air and just evaporate ?
A glass of water and just evaporate ?
Have you ever wanted to be the owl that just says “who”
The groundhog, the tortoise or an eagle watching a beautiful view ?

Have you ever felt like all this was a dream ?
And it was melting away like ice cream?
Have you ever wanted to be that morning warmth of the sun ?
Or the morning chill breeze, shivering everyone ?

Well, I’ve been all of these things, yet none of them
I’ve experienced every one of these things, but only remember some of them
I am nature, You are , we are...
The MORNING TENDERNESS

The morning tenderness is that which makes everything alright
Transforming into day, what used to be night

It’s what makes the whales, the sea shells
Children with beach pails, sand and snails
Doves and quails, tigers with long nails
Elephants with trunks, skunks, and hell...
Everything live well...

It is the Cosmic Energies’ sail
To enhance the land upon which we dwell
Rainbows, moon beams and typhoons
Wait for morning tenderness to come not a moment too soon

Morning tenderness causes tears on my cheeks
I have streaks and streaks and streaks
Thinking about where we really came from and what we’ve become
And how we’re so numb, to what’s really going on...

Morning tenderness, Earth Mother just doing her thang
The birds singing like they’ve never sang
The trees upon which we used to hang, with necks rung

Morning tenderness, the gentle drizzle of raindrops
Grey skies, fire flies and the woodpecker’s constant “knock, knock “
Morning tenderness, the ancestors and CREATOR pleased
Loving the seas, galaxies, the breeze and loving me
And just being able to be...

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from Greatest Spits volume 1: ( A Hip Hop Poet with soul), released January 1, 2015

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TONY B. CONSCIOUS Los Angeles, California

A renaissance man (Harlem Renaissance that is), TONY B. CONSCIOUS
is the personification of AFRICAN- AMERICAN culture.

He is (amongst other things) A B-BOY, BEATBOX,EMCEE, GRAFFITI/VISUAL ARTIST (known as “THE GHETTO VAN-GO”), Poet/ Spoken Word Artist, Vocalist, AUTHOR, ACTIVIST, VEGAN VEGETARIAN and PHILOSOPHER.

ALSO a member of THE UNIVERSAL ZULU NATION and THE TEMPLE OF HIP HOP. ... more

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