Ancient Whispers From The Tomb Of Moses

Minds to wonder of unseen greatness  
For strength lies into the unknown  
Grasping the knowledge to make one stand tall  
Yet, we fall under the grace of man  
Failing our purpose of truth in the religious eyes of our Creator  
 
Talk of wars, universal famine, and systematic homelessness
The trinity of Hell composed in blood on earth
We bow in grace of its consequences to disregard
And pivot our goodwill to give to the wretched  
Who sells us the theology of his dreams, his mansions, his fast cars
Shed tears, give of our souls to reach beyond our pockets
The money plate has been counted and now empty  
We now stand and so is our hearts
 
The missiles continue to explode under the hands of death’s watchman
Flies and propaganda resides in diverse places
Revelation of biblical theism in our temperament of discord  
Psalms in the holy sanctuary we profess unto its hidden truths  
Monetary relief falls short of the glory of our sacred Deity  
We seek higher truth, evident we are all made equal  
 
Strife, racial discontent is the earth’s demise  
Eyes with blinders, hitherto, we peek for moments of bias  
Of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness
Justice is not blind, it shows little faith than the scales for which it tips
Black robes sentencing to bars the mentality of yesteryears white sheets
Hanging of heads in shame with the constitutional beliefs we should not be
No air,  I cannot breathe  
 
Are you a God fearing person or are you a disciple of atheism
Are you black or are you white
Are you rich or are your poor
Are you regender assigned or are you au naturel from the dark womb of existence
Bias stamps of approval to give you a pass throughout life
Or go directly to jail and do not pass go if found guilty by conformists of society’s cruelty
 
Principles of allegiance we honor in spirit  
The pledging we gnaw at each other’s reality
Ten Commandments of thy shall not kill, steal, or lie
Shred the Constitution and disarm your person
The trifold to survive our will is embedded in a synagogue of hatred, vile, and contempt  
 
Wondering, praying, for relieve in the hereafter
Needing to be baptized in the comfort to know
Yet, we still die of its thirst  
Hungering as we sit at the feast of an uninhabited buffet  
Truth quenches the hunger of the tongue  
Lies swallows the essence of the heart  
Dreads of the past, the weight of burden speaks its costly mistakes  
Its unbalance patrols the mind, controls the essence of thy will shall be done
 
Inner beauty of the divinity we acknowledge to the universe of who we are
In the mirror, ugliness found within the reflection  
On our knees, our deepest darkest secrets revealed  
As we uprise, wants, needs, masquerading our existence  
Weakened flesh, circles of sins, squandering the inner mystique of one’s soul  
 
Hellish sinkage  
Redemption of oil, salvation in its anointing  
Cabalistic enlightened is found within  
To know thy true self, allow your beam of knowledge to shine  
May it be the lantern to illuminate your inner soul  
For others to witness, to understand, and to accept its divine wisdom within