Source: kobra
Fall of The Ziggurat.

We were labeled as pagans
Working in mines past the ages
No wage; Simple and plain
Human rights? Disdained them…
Sent to slave labor camps
Passports taken
“entrapt”
But whispers shared
Dared a final snare…
At last the rebellion
Stallions ride.
Swords drawn,
Blood fall.
The streetlights flickered out
Ousted the corrupted snouts.
Too many centuries
Come and past…
At last
The fall of the Ziggurat…
-Nina
WU-TANG CLAN – Laphon Flood-Francis
Shaolin.

Riding n Rhyming; The Bus Sun Rise -Nina
Jotting rhymes / On the bus; Its a good vibe Good ride 🙂 The hundred to my girlys / JusssChillin’ Nothin’ but the Sunshine Cascades my eyes Kendrick in my headphones / Off probation in…
Delight – Great Middle Way
and free yourself from dwelling in sorrow.
If you delight in life,
you will become a guide to those who need you,
revealing the path to many.
―Buddha Shakyamuni
Silliness.

They said I couldn’t have my cake… and eat it too.
Clearly they did not know… How to consume food.
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She was so full of such silliness.
The silliness was baffling.
An astounding amount of silliness
An incomprehensible silliness
A silliness that surpassed the sands of time
Forever and ever and ever…
Was the silliness…
…
Anyways, want some cake!?
-Nina
Granville Street; Vancouver

Eyes on the prize…

Let the creativity flow
There are no mistakes in growth
Simply lessons
You are no lessor
Keep your head high
and your eyes on the prize…
-Nina
High Noon Saloon ; Eastside Vancouver





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