Let Me
Let me, let me tell you a story
Of my younger brother
In the dark seas in diaspora of the broken
That only needs the attention of the chosen
Let me, let tell you a story
He was born a man with sanity
He was born a man with serenity
He was born a man with humanity.
Let me, let me tell you a story
He was baptized in the name of thy cross
But he rebelled it all
To a fearful shrine in the night of the ball
Let me, let me tell you a story
He was bathed on the bleeding nature
Homeless, hopeless and penniless
Maybe is a reason he become the ruthless
Let me, let me tell you a story
He bows for gods under ocean of nobility
He was worships on the altar of mortality
Through fire of the spirits that hates the trinity
Let me, let tell you a story
He is a flying cobra on its pinnacle
Inducted by the blood of the oracle
And a burning venom in unseen world
Let me, let me tell you a story
He takes the blood and flesh for loyalty
To discover, to develop, to deliver the calamity
In the Christianity valley that he trips through serpent
Let me, let me tell you a story
It's a denomination of the magical spell
And he strongly believes its radical hell
That only needs the blood of the Almighty.
Let me, let me tell you a story
He explores the shores of the dark land
To fish the ambassadors as per command
So take care you may not fall in this snare.
Let me, let me tell you a story
That is all of my younger brother
If you meet him anywhere as a father
Please tell him God still loves him.
Copyright © Walter Keyombe Muzembi | Year Posted 2011
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