They would me forfeit My lovely SUV and Drive an old Civic They want to take what I’ve earned because they can’t see My value.
Drove I into theHospital parking lot andThree women stood by The wall, enshawled andWailing. Against the wall theyBeat their fists, and they Entreated their GodFor
For years have I borneThis sword, to surrender itWould permit the years To accumulate,Would then I die. But now wouldI lay it down at Your
Was your mummy’s tomb Despoiled? Was your sacred Burial plot robbed? We can all agree That mistakes were made. That’s why Pencils, erasers … You
On my head and hand Bind I your Words, all evil Ever I withstand From Jude 24
My wings scratch the skyWorthy and strong, kneel beforeMe, this is your death.