heavens gate rests at her feet
she spoke to me from the cradle
over 20 years ago now she speaks
at 4 weeks so i pause
contemplate times deliverance
of this mans fate
she spoke in ancient tongue
reaching the heart
i pause to reflect
let the mind resurrect
memories a family waits
pushing past blunts remedy of still minds bending
deciding criminal intent is enuff
to get by so why not place a small wage
and throw bricks at the penitentury
others did and flow came they hustle
a brothers story left at the alter with no confessions
just myspace pages that speak clear stacks benjamins
and weed till bud floats cross screens smell dat it says
two brothers toast like rivalries one red the other blue
images made them drop everything n smoke
now one river devides them but blood flows
babies cry a sisters prayer draws from on High
a blanket to cover them never caught standing still
this family keeps it movin
a derelict raises the dead no miracle recorded
unseen the hands on this wire
a mother speaks, images shattered just for today...they live as ONe
this family keeps it movin
3 down south incubatin by graces plea
silence measures faiths challenge to remain free
don't touch these 144,000
makes 9 perfect no soliloquy at dawn just Praises from a heart bowed
knowing he is heard the universe delivers them
one at a time she speaks to them from afar...so wait till the Son rises in the West this time the Earth cries out
Lord how long will u not hear their voices?
Look again this day the Son has risen...and it is in the West.