Here We Come Poem by Buxton Shippy

For reasons known
The primal anger rise,
So hot
For the spells on ethnics,
It must boil.

Moving through time
Despite The Imperial Resistance
These eyes blaze
Burning out oppression
We resist unto death.

Look out!
Here we come
With swords, defying Babylon
With feet above the earth;
We pierce the Silver Lining...
Here we come!

THE KING is on our side
So step back
We are coming through.

How pleasurable it is
To see Babylon burn,
The oppressors spurned;
FIRE!