Dethrone the Kings

Thou speaketh of despair as an eagle confined But do we see not these boundaries as emphasized blurred lines? Not only are we the dream of the young and the hope of the elder But are we not also the vision of our Africa progressed? We shall arise once more A nation of solidarity, prosperity, and overall blessedness Yet we must first dethrone the kings Dethrone the kings of stereotypical Black America In whose message the kings have progressed Dethrone the kings of a glamorized decay In whose theme the false kings have blessed Dethrone the kings who make a slave reborn Dethrone the kings who rule with hidden scorn The great revival must now come forth! Take up your armor and draw now your swords! The great revival must now come anew! Oh, dark people, is a revolution not due?