The Plot

From whence did you come? With your cherry picking plum? From whence did you come? When everything is done? Which door did you come through? With your unrealistic deja vu? Who invited you to come here? When you have nothing pragmatic to share? Go back through the door that you came through With your shabby worldview because your story is not true From whence did you come with your arrogant crosstalk? and gallivanting around the town looking like a clown You hold up your dirty hands scandalizing the motherland You gather around the table and pretend as if you are able You have secret meetings under the basement like the devil’s secret agent Mustering up your secret plans to create havoc on the land But let it be known you shall be kicked through the door if you hang around I loathe your shabby attire and your hair that is always on fire Your deep unconventional accent and the way you deport yourself Isn’t this enough to set off another bombshell? From whence did you come? You make up ridiculous stories and it makes my heart weary You try to sway the crowd with your uncanny vision Creating a fire storm and more divisions Go home and spend time with your children Teach them while they are young And tell them what is right and wrong Tell them not to pick up the gun when they want to have fun Your dream is over you are not the chosen leader but you can be a good father to your own children From whence did you come? We have never seen on the hemisphere When the Holy Spirit has something to share If you continue to belittle me you are going to be very sorry I will mash up your underground plans And teardown your stupid and arrogant straw man I will put you on a caravan and ship you off to a distant land Big eyes are watching you and big ears are listening to you So whatever you do, you must be true From whence did you come with your lying tongue You have been doing the same things since you were young But now the time has come when everything will be undone There are many things that you don’t understand and will never understand But one day you will understand when you grow up and start acting like a man You still believe that this is a game But I must warn you all of you will be put to shame Every day you get up with an agenda to get back to the alter You gather and gossip under treed and have gin and tonic for tea You gamble with your friends and company and criticize me at dinner Be careful The birds will have you for supper you better do what is proper The plan was to put me there for a short while then push me aside To pack the bench with your cronies to continue the same dirty games oh what a terrible shame! You had everyone lined up on the bench, even my best friend But thanks to my spiritual friends and all my prayer warriors For tearing down that vicious barriers with powerful prayers Never, ever play this game with me again all plotters will be put to shame Let it be known that I am going nowhere so all of you better beware I have been around for a while and politics can be unkind I have had my share of the pudding so stop your useless bidding I will be stirring the pots and doing all the cooking From whence did you come? I have seen everything from a distance and I have seen it close up too This journey is not for everyone so you better break it up Don’t cook up any half baked story for the electric chair is waiting for you Turn away from your wicked ways and stop leading the people astray All of you who are fussing over positions Do you think you can do any better? There were many others before you and all of them have fallen through Leadership is not a joy ride or a victory march It is sweat, blood and sacrifice It is not to make your friends and family wealthy! It is to help and incorporate everybody The times have changed and this is a new day Submit yourselves to the woman or prepare for the gallows From whence did you come?