I CAN'T BREATHE
My life is not mine to sojourn with others, as I live within my corridors of hatred.
I hear the silent thoughts of others, with temptations of actions that burn their desires.
IMITATION OF LIFE
Walking in the wilderness of sin, the rivers of unbelief become the foundation of mortal graves as they fed their flesh of tomorrow.
TREES DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT
At the dawning of time we look and find creation on the eyes of the creator.
The seas and the mountains are waking to the touch of smiles coming from heaven.
We see the trees dancing in the moonlight and the stars begin to explore darkness for resting.
WHERE ARE WE HEADED
The footnotes of the fields have taught us nothing as we wake up in the dawn of the morning.
We were a people of kings and queens and our heritage was our proclamation of time.
Forsaken in time we bled on the fields of cotton and on the monastery of waves of distant lands.
WE LIVE HERE
Walking the streets of humanity with the intentions of living for life, we find our reward on the other side of bondage.
Living for freedom, we hear the words of your chains holding our mind to the fields of your fires.
WE CRY OUT
Colossal fires of hatred and the sound of our liberty is extinguished with our resolve of life.
Don't look upon me and see the phantom of darkness residing within your culture of righteousness.
Walking the streets of time I became the enemy of the system that said you are not worthy of the streets you walk on.
My life became the object of their disdain as I walked the concrete jungle for ways to live in my humanity.
Midnight black and majestic his swagger is strong and elegant in his domain of life.
With precision and fluidness he moves from the sky to the earth.
Her absolute mind of independence while serving her king is her humility.
Her battles are fought in the palace with her words of encouragement.