Genocide,
I was placed on the horizon
But I stepped on my own coat tail
My enslavers derailed me
Cast my crown around my ankles
This you say, right away
You scorned me, enslaved me, became me
Masked me, raped me, mock me, paraded me no liberty
Hated me because you can
You take from me because l am
My life not negotiated
Take my land, take my hands freedom for the next of the next generation
Again, take my land, my name, my wife, my, my guilt, my children my life guilt
You lay me out like an ole pure starch stuffed cotton
What are you what am I
I've taken the thorn from you and yours inside my side
Drunken from the same tin cup of water you pass by
For you see all peoples low and high are delivered from choices unholy , while I
I am save and saved by Jesus... From
Genocide
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