We can sit and allow death to overtake us..
Consume our every thoughts and fashion or choices..
Or we can liberate for life...
To be breathed into us..
And set free the chains of oppression placed on us from years of false knowledge placed into our heads, hearts and reality
We are the decedents of slaves set free into a world of opposition hate and despise of your skin.
Born into this existence from God himself.
Who can question what God has fashioned from his own hands, place into this world and breathe his created soul into existence.
Who are we? The ones who stands up for change.
The ones in the mist of defeat evolve into perfection.
The last shall be first, and the first last: for many be called, but few chosen.
Wake up lions from a deep sleep that has been over taken.
Weep not: behold, the Lion of the tribe of Juda, the Root of David, has prevailed….