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  • The Watchtower's Nest by
    2026/03/06

    The Watchtower's Nest

    by Black Pearl

    Spectrum Wave publishing

    Copyright @2026

    Led by the infamous

    Watchtower's Nest.

    An old wise woman was an activist

    member of the Watchtower's Nest

    neglected cubs weren't well kept in their dorms,

    So the elder rang the alarm

    with her privileged charm

    As the Watchtower's Nest

    Observed the world's eruptions

    caused by a perfect storm

    Somewhere

    Treasure island

    mysteriously hit oil

    It became the

    Watchtower's Nest.

    They gave cetus permission

    to proceed with his mission,

    By jailing the band of thugs

    Cetus was the whitenight

    While the Watchtower

    Was the commander (superhero)

    They both saved the day

    came to the cubs' rescue

    The old wise woman never

    Allowed the cat

    Out of the bag

    The Watchtower's Nest

    holds the keys

    released all calamities

    from Wizards’ vault

    This time

    It was his fault!

    He was deceived.

    He and his Bonnie, including

    Other handlers

    received sanctions, by

    the Watchtower's Nest

    evil band

    red forefront;

    He also released Cetus

    Right under his sleeve.

    The Watchtower's Nest

    Legacy one

    out of fifty

    Oligarchies

    overrun by Elizabeth

    as an exclusive treasure troll island

    used the navies as subjects

    prohibited to explore

    like Henry Morgan's spirit sown

    It all reaps into the future

    The Watchtower's Nest

    I'm passing the telephone

    Esther heard a rumor

    Cetus outfoxed

    The islanders' mesh

    escaped away from the borders

    washing money

    Johnny Ocean's eleven foreign seven seas.

    The Watchtower's Nest originally

    mission accomplished.

    ---

    The Watchtower's Nest

    stands on high observes serves.

    All of the colonial's purposes

    Watchtower's Nest

    At the very end

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  • Blood Bay : Black Pearl
    2026/03/02

    Blood Bay

    Black Pearl

    Spectrum Wave Publishing

    Copyright@2026

    Bloody Bay

    Black Pearl

    Spectrum Wave publishing

    Copyright@2026

    The White Horse came first, a beginning, a claim,

    He took his crown, then the bow took its aim.

    Removing the latencies, clearing the stands,

    A pale preparation by invisible hands.

    Now the Red Horse is here, its season prepared,

    Plotted and budgeted, nothing is spared.

    Stocks may be rising, but discord's the sound,

    As investments roll on with the war that's been found.

    No recession, no inflation—those words are now games,

    This is Armageddon dressed in different names.

    The Black Horse follows, and the skies aren't blue,

    The rain doesn't fall, and the dust starts to accrue.

    Scarcity economics, a reign of mere terror,

    The loss in the bank, the slow, creeping error.

    Food is a memory, alarms have no voice,

    In this new tragedy, there is no other choice.

    And last, the Pale Horse, for what can it take?

    God in the watchtower, for His own's sake,

    Gathers His children, the rapture is here,

    A moment of marriage, a vanishing fear.

    But for those who are left, in the ash and the glare,

    The devil has cake, and Nero's his heir.

    He plays on his boat as the city turns red,

    Laughing and streaming, with thoughts in his head.

    He stands in the silence, his plan is complete,

    Looks at the ashes beneath his own feet.

    Everyone's fallen, collapsed in the mess,

    He got what he wanted—but is this success?

    A kingdom of dust, a terrible cost,

    And the laughter now shows him what he has lost.

    Blood Bay.

    The waters are red.

    The harbor is silent.

    And now we realize - He is the universe’s curse.

    *Blood Bay.

    Now, we realize-

    He is the universe’s curse.

    But the final, ironic twist may be the most devastating of all. To stand in the midst of a ruined world, to have achieved the destruction you planned, only to find yourself alone in the silence, surrounded by collapse. To realize your great plan has ended in one big, hollow mess. That is the ultimate contemplation for an age that has lost its opportunity for peace.

    ---

    Author : Black Pearl

    These reflections were inspired by a vision shared with me. For those who wish to support this work and explore more creative expression, you can find my music as Black Pearl on all major platforms. Visit my Linktree for direct links to Apple Music, Spotify, and more: https://linktr.ee/BlackPearl_SpectrumWaveMedia

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  • American State Union Address: For the people by the people
    2026/02/25

    American State Union Address:

    for the people by the people

    Black Pearl

    Spectrum Wave publishing

    Spectrum Sound Bitez

    Copyright@2026

    My fellow Americans,

    Tonight, we are told this is a State of the Union address. But look closely. What you will see is not a report on the state of our people, but a parade of narcissism. It will be packed with a fascist, racist attitude that does not see you, does not hear you, and certainly does not represent you.

    It is not about the people. It is not for the people. It is not by the people. It is about the decorations of a regime, propped up by lies, propaganda, and gaslighting. They want to convince us that what we are seeing with our own eyes is not real. But we are not fooled. We will not be gaslit any longer. We don't want to hear it anymore.

    We are witnessing the slow demise of our democracy into a dictatorship. We see neighborhoods being tarnished, families torn apart, and people herded into concentration camps simply because they are not from the "right" side. This isn't a storyline from a Netflix documentary about the malicious presidents of the past—the Hardings, the Wilsons, the Jacksons who thought they alone built America. This is happening now, on our watch.

    We must re-align our foundation. We are told to chant "America First." But I tell you now: America is God’s first. And in God we trust. That is not just a stamp on our currency; it is a covenant. Once that seal is placed, that is where our homage belongs. We must stop pretending we are a part of some alignment of power that serves only itself. Our discernment must come from a higher place.

    And if we are to be judged by how we treat our most vulnerable, then we are failing. All children should be seen, and all children shall be heard. They must have the right to exercise their lives in safety. They need protection—not just from gun violence that ignores the spirit of the Second Amendment, but protection under the First Amendment, the 13th, 14th, and 15th. Every right under the Constitution, from Article 1 to Article 25, must apply to them. There should be no exception to the rule.

    Look at the state of our economy. We are told we face inflation, but we are actually facing a segregation of scarcity. There is no abundance. There is no security. There is no safety. The border is not controlled; it is chaos. Homeland Security has become a tool for oppression, not protection.

    We must stop building empires and start building the foundation of this nation. We must stop implementing wars for profit and speak the word of peace. We must live in peace. Stop making a profit off of colonization. Stop making a profit off of war. And for the love of God, stop prioritizing the building of jails over the building of schools.

    We will build back the foundation of this nation. We will align our actions with our values. We will stop the chaos, secure our communities, and ensure that our children are seen, heard, and protected.

    This is not just an address. It is a call to return to the true state of our union: one nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.

    May God bless you, and may God bless these United States.

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  • Exhibit A: The Black Dove
    2026/02/05

    Exhibit A: The Black Doves

    Black Pearl

    Ft. Precious Jam Gemstone

    I deserve!

    I deserve to be heard!

    You can't expect my pain to go unseen, unheard!

    Do you expect me to be heard?

    The answer's in my every word:

    I deserve

    Spread

    In every word

    I deserve…..,

    I will be heard!

    .

    For the Doves, whose stories scroll past, unseen,

    On every new feeds, on every bright uncut right out from a movie screen.

    Streamed on whole vessels, yet drowned in white noise—

    A stolen innocence, a plundered poise.

    Their youth was a canvas, pristine and white,

    Till the Gilded Age painters crept in with their night,

    Their progressive stage masking a tinted black,

    A calculated, predatory attack.

    The Black Dove deserves more than a moment’s attention,

    Beyond the brief, hollow, trending prevention.

    A child raised to be seen, but never heard,

    A caged, silent singer, a captive bird.

    When will society allow them their words?

    All we see on the social box, every absurd like Sarah Baartman

    Experiment flashing—it’s them, the Gilded, who served

    Generations of power, their lanes thoroughly swerved

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  • Black Jobs : Black Pearl
    2026/02/02

    Black Jobs

    Black Pearl

    Spectrum wave Publishing

    Spectrum Wave Music Ent.

    Copyright@2026

    Oh, napkins

    Table cloths

    You

    need to move on.

    napkins

    On the hot pursuit.

    napkins

    Are always singing

    The same old,

    Day in

    Day out

    tired songs.

    Every election

    They pretend

    They care

    About Black folks,

    But napkins

    Don’t give a damn.

    One night,

    As the world watched

    On the flat box,

    The wizard came from Oz.

    Blond hair, blue eyes,

    Orange tan, pale face,

    Yellow yoke

    veneers shining

    From ear to ear.

    He invites Black folks

    To follow along

    His yellow brick road.

    ( like the color of his teeth)

    He said he is returning

    Black folks’ jobs.

    But I don’t know

    ’Bout Black folks’ jobs.

    Did we ever have

    Black jobs?

    Where is the Black job?

    Where are the Black jobs?

    North, East, West, South—

    Are those Black jobs?

    Remember,

    We were told

    We were lazy slobs.

    Wizard from the North

    Refuses to pay

    Our back taxes

    Court dues.

    Removes us from history,

    Erases our music,

    Denies Black folks

    Even though.

    We have

    Built this country.

    Wizard insults Black folks

    Instead, by claiming

    We don’t know how to use

    A computer.

    Even though

    Dr. Mark Dean,

    First Black inventor,

    Built the PC.

    Oh, yeah,

    These remarks—

    Black folks find

    The wizard’s

    Racial patterns.

    It ain’t right.

    Where the jobs at?

    Day by day,

    Night by night,

    Lines get longer,

    Hope gets slight.

    Unemployment rising

    In the pale moonlight.

    Black folks

    Are always the scapegoat

    In every table cloth

    And napkin

    Wizard scheme.

    But this ain’t a joke.

    Black folks,

    Stay woke!

    What would the world be

    Without Black jobs?

    Coding us to spy,

    Programming us to track—

    Digital slave catchers

    Never looking back.

    Old chains in new wire,

    Same ancient trap.

    Black jobs, Black jobs, Black jobs.

    We got Black jobs!

    We are moving on up!

    Project 2025?

    Another social experiment

    Because of Black jobs

    Weather man

    Forecast

    Sums black jobs

    Won’t last

    Joblawless

    Homelessness

    Lawlessness

    cling so fast

    All began on

    the first month

    If you qualify

    On production line

    Take your time

    Your punch card

    Already check out!

    Black jobs

    Where are the jobs ?

    Where are the jobs ?

    Where are the Black jobs at?

    Chorus

    Spectrum Wave Music Entertainment

    Spectrum wave Publishing

    Copyright@2026

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  • Rain : Black Pearl
    2026/02/02

    Rain

    Black Pearl

    Spectrum Wave publishing

    Copyright@2026

    I met the most wisest

    Women in the world;

    I have ever known

    She once advised me

    A long time ago,

    When trouble waters,

    It entered like a thief

    Lurking in the night.

    She also said,

    When hard times are rising,

    Whether it is light or dark,

    Our lives would never fall apart

    If the sky is red, purple, or blue,

    Just sing for the rain.

    When it rains,

    My daughter,

    Go,

    let it rain

    Allow it to rain on you

    Rain,

    She said,

    You must always

    ask for the rain

    When it rains,

    Please,

    Hope it never goes away!

    Have the rain flow all the way

    Especially, those dreadful nights

    Let it rain

    Rain form like the mighty army

    Do not be alarm

    Rain,

    Have it circle all around

    Let it rain

    Rain,

    It is a sign of your breakthrough

    Trouble waters won’t last long

    Here comes the rain

    As she sang,

    Rain comes my way

    I’m in so much crisis

    hardships,

    say goodbye

    Hello,

    Rain please come my way

    Please make it flow my way

    I feel the rain

    Showering it down every day

    It's about to come on down

    As I hear the sound

    It is going to wash all of me

    Release it now,

    Every joy and pain

    I can feel the rain

    It is come tumbling Down

    Wash me

    Cleanse inside

    Rinse

    Recycle

    Rain on me

    Let it rain

    Come on rain on me

    I have a breakthrough

    Rain

    Thank you

    For the rain

    Rain on us

    Shower your heavenly rain

    When the rain releases down,

    Please,

    Bring it my way

    I want to pour all

    Rain on me

    Wash me inside

    Breakthrough can release

    I feel alive

    As the rain comes tumbling down,

    Have it come my way

    Let it rain

    Rain

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  • GALA MASQUERADE
    2026/02/02

    GALA MASQUERADE BLACK PEARL

    BLACK PEARL

    Spectrum wave Publishing

    COPYRIGHT@2026

    This universe is crazy.

    Sometimes it’s getting a little bit Lazy.

    Amazing

    Every story

    often begins with

    Middle, and end.

    Tell me the reason

    Why do the good

    die young?

    While the good often

    Stands against all odds,

    I find it sad when

    A common man

    Has a liver scare

    No healthcare

    He couldn’t afford

    He got off life support

    , so give us the reason

    While the other man

    Lives,

    By getting high

    On his own supply

    Fools the world

    He remains

    Glamorous

    He dresses in his

    Suit and tie

    Escort installed

    Makeup

    nails

    lashes

    High Heel shoes

    Thousand dollar

    ticket

    Plus

    Donate over

    ten-thousand

    Night hour

    Follow the leader

    Devil’s playground

    Clock strikes 12

    The show must go on

    ( gala masquerade)

    Blood sacrifices

    Mimic the pleasants

    To eat cake

    Food lands

    Into the trash

    While the show must

    Go on

    Red carpet

    Everyone

    Having a ball

    Refuse to ask

    Hides behind mask

    ( gala masquerade)

    Around a corner

    Behind,

    (gala masquerade)

    Behind

    a parking lot

    You may

    Find,

    A family hides

    in tents like

    Long distance

    Friends

    /sea at west

    /military island

    Scared straight

    No crust bread

    While Shivering

    in the cold,

    They sing a tune

    To keep warm.

    Give me the reason

    Why

    Ignore the disadvantages

    World in crisis

    The show must go on

    See the main attractions

    (Gala masquerade)

    City never sleeps

    City all may not eat

    City prices are high

    Like crimes

    Take a bite of apple

    , but the show

    Must go on

    Center stage

    Everyone

    Looking all

    Doll up

    Very fancy

    (Gala masquerade)

    The universal is crazy

    Some man life is so easy

    While other man finds it the hard way

    Mustard a job

    He/she will work

    As a slave,

    by being held

    In a bear cave

    Because the head

    Took a bribe against

    Natives’ lives.

    Diamonds

    Art

    Museum

    Millions

    To billions circle

    Wave their hands

    After the fans

    Snap for the camera

    Guests Step inside

    Dance the night way

    Where is their pride

    All hidden secrets

    Are no longer hide

    Day by day,

    Charity

    Never belongs

    To the common man

    (Gala masquerade)

    SPECTRUM WAVES MUSIC ENTERTAINMENY

    COPYRIGHT@2026

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  • Democracy Or Regime: The Choice We Made
    2026/01/30

    Democracy Or Regime:

    The Choice

    We Made

    Black Rose Pearl

    Black Pearl

    Spectrum Wave Publishing

    Copyright@2026

    Did We Vote for Democracy or Regime?

    We once lived beneath a security blanket, vast and wide,

    Democracy, our shelter, our guardian, our guide.

    It nestled us safe from the coming storm,

    A steadfast promise, faithful and warm.

    It built an economy with an even trade,

    Where voices could speak, unshaken, unafraid.

    Ideas could rise for the whole world to see,

    And even in critique, we breathed freely.

    Democracy rode as a horse, mighty and true,

    Pouring strength into education, health, and stability too.

    It swung the door open for every woman and man,

    And called that word by name: Equality—its plan.

    It ensured no child, no woman, no man would go hungry, be left behind

    And barred the iron fist—unyielding, never sundry.

    But in 2024, some doubted this grace,

    And woke a sleeping serpent in its place.

    It came as a regime, with a cold, dividing hand,

    And began to strip away the freedoms of our land.

    It took from the many, gave to the few,

    And those who followed, believing its power true,

    Will learn in time: that borrowed might decays,

    And the light they worship will soon fade away.

    We are hanging by a string when it comes to democracy, ladies, and gentlemen. Look.

    Now look—see how democracy’s foundation is strained.

    A journalist, born of Baton Rouge, who carried the pain

    Of ancestors through slavery, sharecropping’s chain,

    Jim Crow’s cruelty, and civil rights’ gain—

    For thirty years his voice was clear,

    Using the First Amendment to persevere:

    Free speech, free press, assembly, belief.

    Yet before a crowd, in stunning grief,

    As he stood to receive honor, a moment brief,

    The regime took him—a public arrest,

    Silencing truth, and putting justice to test.

    Toni Morrison, a world star, with wisdom clear,

    Warned how they come for the art we hold dear.

    Journalism is part of the collective soul,

    A vital piece that makes the nation whole.

    This pattern is not new—this regime has been here before,

    And now it returns, seeking ever more.

    See how election pillars begin to sway:

    In Georgia, 2020, boxes were taken away.

    Agents of influence, in shadow and light,

    Altered the balance of power and right.

    Scotland is begging back for the captain and the crew which the regime had subdued.

    When numbers are tampered, and data won’t match,

    When ballots go silent, and totals detach,

    What becomes of the vote? What becomes of the trust?

    When the system is shaken, and fairness turns to dust?

    What then of our rights—the

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