I'll hear the voices, the ancestors of yesterday, Virtue's legacy of tongues
Shall sound against genocide of race, Unto I focus on humble, shall not my
dignity be inherited as cowardly infirmity, I stand by the instructions of the
Almighty God, and Jesus the son of the savior, I take my instructions, with
great wisdom of the stroll, Let thy brother stand in accord, let not their
supplier of death, shall the sons of Commerce, fear not the wrath, loyalty if
not embraced, worse than the midnight devil, Fear not the marksmen plan.

Suffering through the darkness of UN recovery, I stand at attention, trying
to understand, the darkness that lies upon the earth,
Division stronger than the rivers that rise upon mans feet , The  blood that
runs from my veins, 100 years later, I shall free my self, I shall run to the
mountain, I shall been upon my knees, I shall take the lashing of the world,
I shall not stand still,  I shall run through the fields, where my ancestors
build the  liberation, I shall run with the torch, sub servant to the lord,
crying no victim song,  no longer shall I stand still, summoned from the hill
of justice for the resurrection of change, until I  spread the words of the
Almighty God. Bring my people to the mountain, when will we break the
indoctrination of hatred disregarding all the laws of God, shall we get it
right? I herd it on the mountain of recovery, one hand on the clock.

The Universe slowly comes to and end.
My native land that lives by the accordance of the devil,
after the legacy of our ancestors, multi color rainbow, have we come to a
calamity, where man no longer care?  The treason that sits upon the doors
of our ancestors,
The doors slowly closing, silhouetted by Satan, The scars of my hand,
whispering the history, thou wisdom, thou love, waves fair well. Thou slave
of avarice, that can’t stop the mind.


Within thy hearing, or thy head be now, thy blood has spilled, among the
land, that man walk, thy caucus lye upon the grave, a reminder I have
walked the land
A whole history off absence, I returned,
the exclusions of humanity, the air yet busy with the
Blessing of the almighty, with the stir
of a contention that had been raised
against the humanities of God,

I come not in the ignorance of Color, man fail against himself,
Implementing the depths of segregation, when the darkness continues to
blind
The accommodation of love, oh yet the world sings the same song,
Division of Gods creations, war among war, nation against nations, battle
between sexes, all in the name call prison of hell.
The effort to bring forth a democracy of change, perishable by the haunted
hells,
An effort which, though contentment, baffled, nevertheless
the old forgotten principles
virtuous feeling, through the heart
of the people. I continue to flap my wings.
Voices to cry a symbol of dignity.
Oh say can you see by the inner depths of my realms,
Shall I sit in humble,
Itemized beyond the hand of clutch.



Nations that cry with one voice
the liberation succeeds the liberties of its cause,
Dysfunction has been crossed, their just intent
righteous hope. To still my soul man awaits. The almighty God shall cage
the beast. A humanity sing, oh glory to thee. The fountains that cry blood,
title of conformity thy cross survey the words of love. Oh thy brother’s
hand thou shall confess their pride of hate, when a justice sets a place for
thee. When sinners fall the righteous shall stand.
To allow the un forbidden Journey to sleep a lent less death
let that journey sleep awhile, and join
To travel forward towards Liberty, un blinding
the formation which it stands, Justice shall never be blind.
The almighty God has his eyes on the sun.


Yet die not; do the soul it self, understands
That there is a place far beyond earth, impelling
the darkness  conscious.
Understanding the proclamation of confinements
Shall deter the symbolism of creation.
Solitude of justice, shall prevail in unity, evolution of the Almighty grace

Assisted death fallen off thyself, foundations without support
To keep a study foundation, study never to rise again,
Traditions that man no longer seek, hast left behind
Powers that will work if loyalties are given to God.
The breathing of the a mega and Omega, the
air, earth, and skies;
suffocated not a breathing of the wind
Shall succeed in a toxin state of mind, the soul  will forget thee;  
exultations, agonies, And love, and man's
unconquerable spirit, that resides as the living dead.


Serologic And Dignity