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Cold Strife:

A Rude Awakening

The Eye Of The Storm

Black Pearl

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Eye of the Storm" by Cold Strife is a visceral, dystopian narrative set to music. It depicts an apocalyptic assault by a force called "Cold Strife," which manifests as a literal and metaphorical winter invasion. The poem begins with an intimate, physical violation—cold bursting into a home—and expands to describe a systemic, militarized attack on entire cities, primarily targeting Black, Brown, and Latin communities. It chronicles months of terror (September through October) where streets are eerily empty, people are pinned down, families are separated, and the environment rebels. The piece blends stark imagery of ice, destruction, and sonic warfare with themes of oppression, surveillance, and resilience, ending with a grim warning to prepare for survival.

Mad Hatter's Pipeline

Precious Jam Gemstone

Spectrum Wave publishing

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Black sheep, at ease—

On your feet. You must learn

to be aware of everything,

the surroundings. Especially

Mad Hatter’s. It’s not his concern

if you don’t share your secrets.

(Why should he care?)

Mad Hatter’s tricky—

He is a ticking time bomb.

Soldiers! Attention.

Watch your step, march on your way.

Foot patrol, gain access, seize

Mad Hatter’s Pipeline

Uncharted territories lead frantic scam.

(Who gives a damn?)

Enquiring minds shadow the answers

right in front of us.

Mad Hatter’s distraction—it was cover

on his right hand.

First: red sign—Mad Hatter’s cap.

Second: Mad Hatter’s less than the moral compass.

Tap from his hat, snap from his fingers,

wave from his wand—

all his scandals are gone.

Third: shakeshift griff, fake sooth,

aiding us false prediction

while outsiders were warned.

Mad Hatter’s provide us with superstitions.

Welcome, Mad Hatter’s—you are invited.

Please, don’t get excited!

Mad Hatter’s ignorant beliefs:

right is wrong, wrong is right,

for so damn long.

Mad Hatter plays the same toxic wiz’s tricks.

Emerald City—Mad Hatter’s pad begins.

His secret tunnel escapes:

from the Gulf to Venezuela,

tracing the pipeline south side, all shores,

Northshore accounts—

Follow the Rabbit hole

offshore,

scarlet fever, elites’ delusion.

Mad Hatter’s pipeline sings the same tunes,

different stories, wrong attitudes fixed strongly.

Mad Hatter’s pipeline: guilty, nasty, unwanted—

pleasure overrules…!

Titans Fictional Folklore

( in the heat of the Night)

Lyrics: Black Pearl

Vocals: Precious Jam

Copyright@2025

In the heat of the night

( heat of the night)

Something

Just Ain’t right !

In the heat of the night

Blood is

Draining in the

Streets

Can you feel the heat?

( heat of the night)

While blood splattered

All over the hotel sheets

heat of the night

Trigger man

What is going on?

You look confuse

In the heat of the night

Dark clouds

Had a thirsty

Coyote Bite

They prey against

You

There is a bullet

At your head

In the heat of the night

Trigger man

How is your sadness?

Commit you unalive

While your phantom

Is still living

It lingers all through the night

( heat of the night)

Strange things are

Happening

In the heat of the night

Big Brothers spying

at his front porch house

Dark clouds are hanging

Over our shoulders

In the heat of the night

Trigger man

You seems as if

You have not

been Sleeping in

Perfect peace

What is this?

These are files

You want us to

Keep

See

Right in front

In our eyes

It is not a surprise

Strange

Malicious things

Always seem

To be happening

During…,,

In the heat of the night

( Heat of the night)

Something just ain’t right

Trigger man

Open the

Pandora’s box

Expose on Christmas

No claim

No warrant

Against

Another

Lubricated house

Oil spills on bath/ bedroom floor

People were trapped in because

Fire landed all around the door

In the heat of the night

The evil expansion from

Big brothers’

House

Dead man

Never tell

Any tales

Next time,

You can revisit us

Anytime

In the heat in the

Night

You could tell us what on

Your……,

We do not mind

We might suspect

Who did the crime

We may not sleep

Because strange

Theories are

haunting us

But we rather have

You instead

To testify

The answers

All the who’s?

What’s?

Where’s ?

How?

Why’s ?

We want you testify

In the heat of the night

( heat of the night)

When

Something never seem

Right

Strange things are happening

Strangers

Danger /// sticky situation

Always happening

in the heat of the night

Oh

The heat of the night

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Rebellious Spirit

Old granny

Nanny

Always

Granted us

Her blessings

It was always

sweeter

Than peppermint

Candy

She was wiset

Than most recent president

Granny was

Valued as

A copper penny

However ,

She was a rebellious spirit

She was soul catcher

hoodoo healer

She cried

One day

As she claimed

That

Dogs will be dogs

never always

Loyal

Master may

/// go /// come

Dogs always

Enjoy their fun

Dogs self taught

How to Survive

By Having

plenty bones

In their tribe

They will give one

Any where

their go

Just want to squat

for new pad

Whenever

She cursed

By showing her

Stuff against

Backyard

As she fill

Every hate

Sealed them

Roots in her jar

Naysayers

Granny

Said

Three stories

Yours

Than

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Black Pearl ( writer)

Precious Jam Gemstone ( narrator)

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This poem, written by Black Pearl,

; narrated by Precious Jam Pearl . They

used the "Black Swan" as a central, repeating metaphor for unpredictable, disruptive, and often destructive forces throughout modern history. The lyrics are a dense, polemical, and stream-of-consciousness critique of systemic power, historical trauma, and social manipulation.

Core Themes & Structure:

· The Black Swan: Portrayed as an egotistical, gaslighting entity that "rigs the game." It is blamed for breaking society's foundation and is linked to major historical catastrophes (World Wars, Great Depression, 9/11, Hurricane Katrina, financial crises) and social ills (PTSD, crack/AIDS epidemics, missing children).

· Historical Cataloguing: The lyrics march chronologically through the 20th and 21st centuries, framing each era's defining trauma as a "Hook, Line, Sinker" catch perpetrated by the Black Swan. This includes wars, economic collapses, terrorist attacks, and natural disasters.

· Social Protest: The poem condemns the sacrifice of children and the public ("concrete pit"), the failure of institutions, media manipulation ("release blood from the Nile"), and the loss of personal autonomy and data ("stolen spaceships, stored data chips from our mugshots").

· Plea for Agency: Amid the despair, there is a repeated, urgent call to "talk about it," breaking the silence. The final stanzas are a direct address of defiance ("flip up our middle fingers") and a plea for mercy and the return of control ("give us back our streams").

Lyrical Style:

The style is fragmented, urgent, and associative, blending concrete historical references with surreal imagery. The refrain "Hook, Line, Sinker" acts as a rhythmic and thematic anchor, emphasizing the idea of the public being lured and caught in repeated cycles of disaster. The tone shifts between accusatory, despairing, and defiant.

In essence, the lyrics present a sweeping, allegorical indictment of hidden powers ("unseen forces") and historical patterns, arguing that what appears as random tragedy ("Black Swan" events) is part of a perpetuated system of control and destruction, against which the poet urges recognition and rebellion.

Caution Tape : Healthcare Vs Health-scare

Black Pearl

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Good night, family. Welcome to Spectrum Sound BITEZ, bites from the unapologetic, unbroken. I’m your host, Black Pearl.

Tonight, we're tearing open a critical conversation: Healthcare vs. Healthcare. That's right—the ideal versus the brutal reality. We’re talking about the gap between what medicine promises and what the system actually delivers, especially to everyday families.

And to anchor this, we’re revisiting a film that hit a nerve decades ago and still screams relevance today: John Q. Denzel Washington played a father driven to take a hospital hostage to save his son’s life. It wasn’t just a thriller; it was a documentary of desperation. It showed how a single medical crisis can shatter any family—single-parent or nuclear—turning them from stability to survival mode overnight.

So where are we headed? As we look toward 2026, the question isn't just about insurance premiums or political debates. It’s about this: Who is allowed to be sick in peace? Who gets to survive without going bankrupt? The pressures John Q faced—the rationing, the profit-over-patient calculus, the sheer panic of being priced out of a heartbeat—are not relics of the past. They’re evolving.

In 2026, with tech advancing and costs soaring, will healthcare be a right you can access, or a luxury you fight for? How many more families will be one diagnosis away from a breaking point?

Tonight, we connect John Q’s hospital standoff to our looming reality. We’re breaking down how the system can be a detonator in our lives, and what that means for all of us, right now.

This is Spectrum Sound BITEZ. I’m Black Pearl. Let’s get unapologetic.

Caution Tape

Black Pearl

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Good night, family. Welcome to Spectrum Sound BITEZ, bites from the unapologetic, unbroken. I’m your host, Black Pearl.

Tonight, we're tearing open a critical conversation: Healthcare vs. Healthcare. That's right—the ideal versus the brutal reality. We’re talking about the gap between what medicine promises and what the system actually delivers, especially to everyday families.

And to anchor this, we’re revisiting a film that hit a nerve decades ago and still screams relevance today: John Q. Denzel Washington played a father driven to take a hospital hostage to save his son’s life. It wasn’t just a thriller; it was a documentary of desperation. It showed how a single medical crisis can shatter any family—single-parent or nuclear—turning them from stability to survival mode overnight.

So where are we headed? As we look toward 2026, the question isn't just about insurance premiums or political debates. It’s about this: Who is allowed to be sick in peace? Who gets to survive without going bankrupt? The pressures John Q faced—the rationing, the profit-over-patient calculus, the sheer panic of being priced out of a heartbeat—are not relics of the past. They’re evolving.

In 2026, with tech advancing and costs soaring, will healthcare be a right you can access, or a luxury you fight for? How many more families will be one diagnosis away from a breaking point?

Tonight, we connect John Q’s hospital standoff to our looming reality. We’re breaking down how the system can be a detonator in our lives, and what that means for all of us, right now.

This is Spectrum Sound BITEZ. I’m Black Pearl. Let’s get unapologetic.

Earth’s Profit

Black Pearl

Precious Jam Gemstone

Spectrum Wave publishing

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Allow me to come on this mic

Cause I I need something to get off my chest

You 85 %

Need to get a wellness check

Some of y’all mindset

Haven’t gained a full deck

While you’ll wreck

10% made a profit

5% came from

Aunty Badu

, for she is

The true prophet

Oil lubricant the earth

Some of jerks

are plunging/ destroying the Earth

Mother nation’s

Last son

May collect

, but my best bid

Gas prices are still

High

You wonder why there

Are catastrophic event

Because you refuse to give

an energy chance

Some of you all

Pretend that

you are concern

They are frustrated

Of the financial loss

On energy which

They had once earned

( making a profit

On water, gas,

Mother nature’s light

Which comes from the sun )

I’m saying this right

For Real !

Father Of Sinners long Branch

Black Pearl , author

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The concluding poem of Father of Sinners typically serves as a raw, culminating confession. It moves from portraying external characters and stories to a direct, personal address. The speaker, having laid bare the "backstreet stories" of flawed lives and desperate grace, now turns the lens on their own artistic and human journey.

The poem likely asserts that to be a true "liver"—one who truly experiences life's depths—is to be a "sinner" redeemed not by perfection, but by honest witness. The songwriter and poet roles merge here; the act of writing these poems is the act of telling those "backstreet" tales, transforming personal and observed pain into a connective art.

Shadow

Of His

Smile

Black Pearl

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Publishing

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The Shadow of his Smile

Now I lay you down to sleep,

Now your souls have peace.

El General’s last breath

Made his heart no longer beat.

He gave up the end of his seat,

Then he crawled up to the upper room—

The sanctuary his beloved wife

Once quietly kept.

Shadow of his smile,

Entertainment will never be the same.

I’m not buying

These fatal incidents were caused

By domestic disputes.

There is more to the real sequel;

There are too many plots and twists.

The case is too easy.

There might be clues that they have missed.

The silence from the media,

Bloggers, podcasters—it all adds

To the propaganda.

Like the casino games where votes were rigged,

Too much monopoly; a masquerade

which leads to charade.

The wealthy are too damn greedy.

Shadow of his smile,

I wish Nuno and Salter

Had stayed a whole entire while.

They were both scientist geniuses

Who could have saved the world.

Similar to , Nikola Tesla

, and Lewis Howard Latimer ,

They were more than the best dressed.

Magnetism was his field,

Yet Edison claimed the fam p

Through his connections.

The modern-day Lewis and Clark

Traced the code from the genesis data,

Merging the discovery as their own.

But the real story, we all know,

Was untold.

While the truth left hidden

Way beneath the dark,

the real clue, allegedly:

The squatters had invaded

Uncle’s Closet.

They have taken his patent for themselves,

Where energy is no longer free.

Eventually,

You shall soon see!

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