We Are Sound
We are sound. Of mind and soul.
We are sound of earth and gold
We are sound.
We are sound, of constant grind
Fire and coal we are sound.
If GOD BE told, we are sound
Of strife and right
We are sound, of toil and might
Of fist and fight
We are sound
Of listless days and raging nights
We are sound.
Of blood and mud
We are sound
Of tattered shares and ragtag flair
We are sound.
Of guts and fury we are sound
Of grave yard fears, we are sound
This is the song of the renowned
Pound the ground we are sound.
Copyright © Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther | Year Posted 2014
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