Israels Strength

The beauty of their promenade, gracefully enhances all-natural things- Tho’ their truth concedes to the pale, contaminated lies of who they are. The smoothness of their chocolate, caramel, and toffee colored skin- Bear witness to the many untold unfamiliar truths of a nation they bore. Exquisite inward forms struggle to release their assigned image without- While anchored in the bosom of the Almighty, their Creator. Lips so artful and full…serenade their people with their violins of truth- While stroking the minds of those assigned to sit at their powerful feet. Gazing in to the eyes of a hungry generation…desiring to know without Delegation...the truth to save our entire chosen nation. For their arrival brings excitement to those awaiting their solo entrance- As gifted jewels longed for, yet exquisitely beautiful and rare as Saffron itself. From the ashes of the unknown they arise with the power not their very own- But, bestowed upon their people even before their conceptions began. Mighty footsteps leave prints of wisdom for their seeds who are soon to arise- Leading those who were birth from the wombs of the mighty chosen ones. Their soft, yet, majestic voices captivate those at the top of the mountains- Deepest of valleys leading them into truths freedoms years have failed to give . Powerful women of color who often speak without words… within the four corners of nations... oh, how you’ve been heard.