Stood the Test of Thighs
Examined, verdict, weak
Examined, verdict, weak
Third attempt, the verdict is weak
How different man are you, from an animal that can't curb his crave?
What man are you, who can't perceive his grave?
This is not for the swift
If leaders couldn’t hide
What hope is left for followers to win this fight?
Wives made peace and to love weak characters
For even the mountain boys fell victim to the battle of thighs
Mad blind man, although lost, he thinks he can see
Strong man, look at how weak is thy strength
I saw the wise fall on his knees
Calling on the Spirits to keep his household in peace
The blind fighting with mind
Though this is not a subject of might
Ran over the entire bloodline
Yet in the midst of the highest thigh-attention the Young man has ever seen
I see the once-thought fallen bloodline trample over heads of sin
To the old blood with much love and the rest of my father’s clan with honour and respect
Your downfall was the lack of knowledge
You blessed us with the spell; we were heirs to the throne of a curse
Yet we don't love you any less
The old was blind, but the new sees
All the confusion behind the sour taste of the age twenty four
You were not animals, for you were ashamed to harm
The new holds tight to Son of man’s arm
My fight in this darkness is nearly done
My daughters and son, long before you come
Blessed are you, for you are the seed of the blood of the saved
My cursed blood was snatched from the grave
Not because the heart was brave
But the heavens were willing to save
As you flow through a life less severe challenges
Forget not the one things that never changes
The story of your bloodline
We were born fallen victims of the world's shameful curse
And failed the test of thighs
The entire six was examined and the verdict was weak
The entire six was examined and the verdict was weak
But on the last attempt, the verdict was strong
Say thank you, Thank you, Jesus
The bloodline has passed the test of thighs
Copyright © Hapi Mpetes Words | Year Posted 2013
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