Here To Stay
We always gon be here,
forever a Jesus thorn in the enemy’s side
We ain’t never gon stop,
to the heavens, giving our plaintive cries
Having to cup those adder ears,
just make Satan’s soldiers so mad
Proud Bashan bulls
stamp your feet on the vanquishing ground
Snort, and give the death war sound
Kill the downtrodden
with a drop bomb machine gun pound
Scatter us remnants to the four winds,
sending our refugee pain all around
But those genocidal practices
won’t stop us from flourishing
We be here to stay!
The meek poor always gon have
the last inherited say
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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