Urban Voices Internation Poetry Festival ft Saul Williams

[Povertyproperty]

Urban voices international this year features a range of international and south african poets..happened in durban now coming to cape town..
featuring:

Saul Williams ,slam master from tha USA

Suheir hammad and lemon palestian writers ,origianl cast members and writers of tony award-winning Def poetry jam on broadway..

Sekou Sundiata regarded as the " Godfather of slam" an award-winning actor and playwright.

venue:Baxter theatre rondebosch
Date and time:3 August 2006 at 20:15
Price:R150.00 only

[king daniel]

let's play a quick game of hide and go seek in my concrete jungle gym
with uncle jim work our way through deceit webs couples build
between each other like distance
material world infant
it's true what they told you about me
loudly gave orders to ma**oui to drop bombs like pop songs
on fm frequencies
recently chosen to run out of words
for fear of being heard
it's obscene words in reverb or compressed
loose lips confuse kids so choose this
obtuse click who use spit to make music
is easy like waking up a dawn
making such a noise as to threaten nation nations and v.i.p
protection units
once went to jail for slappin a jew bitch
i was stupid to pitch
with cupid's rubic kubric tube
we harder than toothpick wood
train like gravy supercubes
solve more crime than puter youths
and food for sleuths
while you sit in soup kitchens
remember how brutally they removed us Soulfiretown
hate to admit they sound flow's tired now
commissionin hospitals your mission's impossible like
television syndicates sellin wit for infinite amounts
to credit accounts for higher payment
to tire laymen who
pray
for the same thing twice
name king nice but what does it mean
to the child who raised a village
by telling killers helen zille's sellin pille

who said voetsek first
when them books get burnt
standin far above the planet where we look at earth
as my hooks get worse
figure your network
have youself some kind of idea
as to what your set's worth

so broke it's no joke to blow smoke in your direction
cess is more
what you stressin for
yet it's raw haven't cooked yet
and the product looks wet
took bets jux lepht crook vets hook sets up
with idioms of city cops who own sixty plots
next to the sea
definitely sellin emcees as a delicacy
common sense doesn't stop nonsense
nor does confidence signify excellence
who knows if we'll ever get new clothes
i come off with true flows to sum it up
summon cups and saucers flyin at your face
grew up in a small place where movement was restricted
depicted as hatecause this scriptures are great
fittin my fate kickin the gate at a sickening rate
run fast as a kid in a race that's wearin black
swearing tracks need to figure out what you staring at
knowin how to pull a dissapearing act
if need be i distribute these seed free and see these moments in time as components of style
open your eyes to it and see you not stupid
throw the arrow back at cupid
lose it in musical compositions
usin the competition as a startin point
it's hard to point when you aren't anointed
better wake up cause you missed your appointment

who said voetsek first
when them books get burnt
standing far above the planet where we look at earth
as my hooks get worse
figure your network
have yourself some kind of idea as to what your set's worth

[king daniel]

let's play a quick game of hide and go seek in my concrete jungle gym
with uncle jim work our way through deceit webs couples build
between each other like distance
material world infant
it's true what they told you about me
loudly gave orders to ma**oui to drop bombs like pop songs
on fm frequencies
recently chosen to run out of words
for fear of being heard
it's obscene words in reverb or compressed
loose lips confuse kids so choose this
obtuse click who use spit to make music
is easy like waking up a dawn
making such a noise as to threaten nation nations and v.i.p
protection units
once went to jail for slappin a jew bitch
i was stupid to pitch
with cupid's rubic kubric tube
we harder than toothpick wood
train like gravy supercubes
solve more crime than puter youths
and food for sleuths
while you sit in soup kitchens
remember how brutally they removed us Soulfiretown
hate to admit they sound flow's tired now
commissionin hospitals your mission's impossible like
television syndicates sellin wit for infinite amounts
to credit accounts for higher payment
to tire laymen who
pray
for the same thing twice
name king nice but what does it mean
to the child who raised a village
by telling killers helen zille's sellin pille

who said voetsek first
when them books get burnt
standin far above the planet where we look at earth
as my hooks get worse
figure your network
have youself some kind of idea
as to what your set's worth

so broke it's no joke to blow smoke in your direction
cess is more
what you stressin for
yet it's raw haven't cooked yet
and the product looks wet
took bets jux lepht crook vets hook sets up
with idioms of city cops who own sixty plots
next to the sea
definitely sellin emcees as a delicacy
common sense doesn't stop nonsense
nor does confidence signify excellence
who knows if we'll ever get new clothes
i come off with true flows to sum it up
summon cups and saucers flyin at your face
grew up in a small place where movement was restricted
depicted as hatecause this scriptures are great
fittin my fate kickin the gate at a sickening rate
run fast as a kid in a race that's wearin black
swearing tracks need to figure out what you staring at
knowin how to pull a dissapearing act
if need be i distribute these seed free and see these moments in time as components of style
open your eyes to it and see you not stupid
throw the arrow back at cupid
lose it in musical compositions
usin the competition as a startin point
it's hard to point when you aren't anointed
better wake up cause you missed your appointment

who said voetsek first
when them books get burnt
standing far above the planet where we look at earth
as my hooks get worse
figure your network
have yourself some kind of idea as to what your set's worth