Rebel's Psalm

Twenty-three, I'm just trying to make it to twenty-five

I want to live a free life, I want to see fifty in these eyes

But caesars rights are intended to take my people in the night

If not by the bullet, then by miseducation using torment and fright

Placing drugs and guns in the hands of the unwise

Creating worlds by giving free highs

How to captivate art and birth a demise

I wish I could walk out of my house without being viewed as menacing 

We live under the same sun how could I be seen as threatening

We believe in the same Son why do we worship separately 

I see the fear in the men of the world's eyes

Son of God and hated for even being alive

They don't want me to live in their day light

They don't want me to walk down the streets that were made by dark colored hands

I tilled these lands, which they stole from the free man

Kings and Queens fallen from grace

Fallen from pride

Corrupted in dismay

The epitome of being blasphemed by our brothers hands

Why are we seen as savages and not free men.

Soul Rebel

They beat me and called me nigger decades ago

Still alive in the flesh I am their back fired ammo

My name is my name

My thoughts are lost time in my mind

I know how to read and write and not be denied

I will never forget my story, nor will you either

In the abundance of water only a fool will be bitter

They try to hide their past wrongs and keep painting the world white and dirty

So I decided to turn my bucket of color upside down

And walk around the world showing love in my footsteps to higher ground

No matter where I travel my words will travel farther

I won't share in the shedding of the lost tears of others 

I broke the system

I broke their religion

I broke the chains of pain

I write history that they will never taint

I was in the bones of Samson

I was part of the blood in the sweat of Jesus

I am a descendant of David

And Solomon's wisdom lies in the truth I live within

Who are you to take away life,  if you cannot create it

We cultivated these lands

No whips can take away what is to be free

The land we live on will one day be beneath the sea

The time we live in is borrowed

Man's law is man's law

The righteous answer only to God

If you bruise the heel, your head will be chopped off

From sunset to sunset

The tides will sink and rise

Only representing the struggle

Of how far we have drifted from God in our wayward lives.