balanceA Poem by beyit was for february
we a lost people we walk aimlessly amidst this world no intentions obtained we just exist
no pride we hold no family we mold we create to procreate a sculpted chaos that we look upon as a masterpiece to praise
our ancestors battled disfranchisement while we embrace dissension where is the chastening rod? the road they trod we have long gone astray
we no longer hear the voices of our grandfathers generations passed those voices sung from the fields of our liberty being nigh those voices reaching high now fall upon deaf ears, it seems
a new dream...
we are a mighty family unit we are unified and our pride and love is as unmovable like the mount of Zion
we love undefiled we live in the absence of depravity our culture is celebrated and a new nation of people we become
we wear self respect as a badge of honor we honor our elders as ambassadors of dignity we dignify ourselves by walking with God God is our head
we need balance © 2008 bey |
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