"Az I Thinketh"

By Rule Jacobs

The mind of author Rule Jacobs is a plethora of life experiences and profound poetry. His passion for life combined with artistry is an open book of explosive creativity and brilliance.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Dec 12, 2014
• ISBN: 9781312752061

Rule Jacobs

Rule Jacobs was raised in Rahway, New Jersey. He has released ten independent albums to date. He decided to write a book of poetry in his own genre called “spitten word,” which is based on his love of music and his work as an MC.

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"Az I Thinketh"

Az I Thinketh

Rule Jacobs

Copyright © 2015, Aaron Jacobs

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ISBN: 978-1-312-75206-1

DEDICATIONS

All praises due to the most high...each day above ground is a blessing!

This book is dedicated to my beautiful children, who in just looking into their faces give me the drive to succeed as well as a reason to never give up.

To my family who have never left my side and are priceless to me as well as my friends who have loved me sincerely from day one.  Special thanks to keia leverette for being there when I thought I had no one else to turn to.

To my lost soldiers & fallen angels (unfortunately there are too many to name.)

This book was written in the memory of my father (Sammy Jacobs Sr), the mother of my children (Latoia D Melvin) & my brother (Joel ’king jarek’ Sweatte)

Your memory lives on through me and that’s a guarantee..

I love & miss you!  r.i.peace!

About me……The author

Aaron ‘rule’ Jacobs was born on Nov 23rd, 1974 at Muhlenberg hospital in Plainfield N.J to Barbara & Samuel Jacobs. Rule spent most of his childhood years living in Rahway N. J and would later venture off to other cities such as Elizabeth, Linden, & Jersey City where he discovered his love for music as well as his talent in writing.

He has two brothers Sam & Nate were also into music, poetry, graphic arts, sports etc.

Together they would go on to start their own clothing company F.r.e.s.h. clothing company as well as their own independent group and record label Freshmusick where they would release 7 independent albums to date.

Rule Jacobs is also the author of Mind*Riot (spitten word), a unique poetry book where he introduces his genre of writing as Spitten word.I am sure you will enjoy the wordplay, witty

metaphors, and strong opinions of Mr. Jacobs in his second donation to the poetry world….

Az I Thinketh.

HEAVY

Heavy

Is my mind state

As are my burdens

Once a star in the devils play

Until I righteously closed the curtains

Erratic actions

All coincide with savage patterns

Molested by manhood's materialism

I rise from dusk till dawn

Hundreds of heavens

Proceed to exile Satan's spawn

I move in grooves

Born to be

Only The most highs pawn

Heavy as a ton of bricks

Sitting on a broken heart

I can't let time stand still

I must move on

From staring at this broken clock

My worth is heavy

It goes Unmeasured

More priceless than buried treasure

That goes unfound

Prophetically profound

I exist only in a king’s space

Victory is my shadow

The moon is my nightlight

Even darkness will fear to cast its shadow

On such a pharaoh

And yet

So many pieces of the puzzle don't fit

Patiently waiting for greatness is me

So Here I sit

Supreme sight

I play solar solitaire

In a room with no table

Many opponents

But only 1 chair

I bring clarity as a charity

Each thought

Moonwalks across the universe

Each sound wave

I fine tune it

Unable to purchase only a piece of me

I raise the price

For I only come as a unit

Elegantly elevated

I hover over hesitation

I can satisfy satisfaction

Still

I never keep patience waiting

My drive is

Equivalent to a crack addicts

Nothing is out of reach

So despite the odds

I will still take a crack at it!

I stay focused

Like I’m manufactured by Minolta

My mind manifests an exploding nova

My potency is known to cripple fiends

I am drugs

So they have to weigh my brain on a triple beam

Big dreamers belittled

Slick schemers beheaded

Too stupid to stop it

So smart you let it

Defeat you!

Defeat who?

Defeat you!

Eyes aren't needed to see the damage

Defeat can do

Blindfolded

To the ways of your own culture

Led astray from civilization

And left for the vultures

Merely prey

For those who never prayed

A day in their life

Cursed are they

With the pain and the strife

I could stand naked!!!

Yelling!!!!

Ooh pick me! -pick me!

Evil still wouldn't take me

Because it simply can’t lift me

I

Am

Too

Heavy

AZ THE WORLD TURNS

As the blind man writes a poem in his notebook

As the nurse cleans the wounds of an injured soldier

As the hurricane winds tear through the whole neighborhood

As the pimp manipulates

Pushing the needle into the young girls arm

As a father walks out on his family for his friends

As a mother abandons her sons for a quick fix

As the government creates more scandals to divide and conquer

As the injustice of the system fails us yet again!

As the birds