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Dew drops as a signal 2b still no more forever is back again,
Good mourning, begins to end the suspense rising by divine intent
Knights falling to the wayside, as not just us cares to go out on limbs
Rights suspends yet another lifetime to pretend to not hear or care
Ours are left to watch, as the chorus gave witness of stars insight
Church again filled upwards in silent hymns, as if by twilight glints’ shine
For more care is given to the art of forgetting, than to start to an end
Letting blood spill in waste while recompense remains unkept
Granting favors to change in tactics, while uttering less than deserved
Believing that the pride of lions roaring to the herds in distress calls
Time listens in echoes and reverbs that gain momentum not 2b seen
Predators fidelity to the audacity that has run its course as power is loosed
Coveting trinkets of stolen legacies and sinfully repurposing as rightly owned
Trafficking in technologies and even religion, foolishly believing to have ONE
No one will overstand the resound until heard or in woe remaining unheard
The universe is kept not by the ill conceived musing of a soon to fall regime
The sky stands still as voices raise in unison waves upon wave crescendos
Our righteous Ancestors have returned to capture that which is out of time
Sun Rise…….Son Rises….for it will not be denied!
The moment of change,
ALWAYS COMES BY WAY OF SON’S/DAUGHTER’S ON THE RISE!!!
RISE ON!!!!!
