I am
Destined to fulfill prophecy
Author me
Verses with no curses
Till the higher power offers me
Hearses
And
My name etched in stone
processionals
and last views in the vestibules
we he calls me home
and
after I’m gone
let these writtens scribe
like hieroglyphics
on the walls of my tomb
where I’m embalmed
reincarnated I’ll evolve
into a song
with melodies unheard of
and truth told so strong
the long awaited
anticipated
return of the messiah
I’ll perspire
The sweat of the forefathers
In my writings
Igniting the ignitions
Of warrior chariots
To spark the revolution
Martin dreamed of
And herald the coming of the kingdom


The rulers back ……

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