The Shun

Sometimes ya get the unction To systematically function In the footsteps where giants have been Delegation, infiltration Ruling a sovereign nation Where time runs the gambit, again, and again Deliberation, legislation, intonation Singing the melody of the Shun We will not bow, nor give allegiance To the entity that causes us grievance Stiff-necked, proud ridden thugs Treading the roman way Banners high, waving to the sky We will squash your rule over us like a ladybug Land, territory, nations, world Not a clue that He has a girl Rising from the south With TRUTH in her mouth .....silencing the SHUN Written by Trudy Schrader on 11/16/2021