Parting Waters
Don't tell me that man did not change the world
You cannot look me in the eye and tell me, he was not Martin's dream reincarnated
Reincarnation is not a Christian belief
But somehow possession is,
Though it takes a certain brand of flesh to be possessed
And that brand of flesh don't look like mine, or his
I don't know about you but in my church, we don't mess with spirits
Spirits are white, and white has already taken to much from black
My body, his body, our bodies are not for anyone to possess
So, reincarnation would be the only option
And I believe this to be true
That when he walks he is proud to do so with his staff
And when he makes decisions from his white house
You can still see the Red Sea in his eyes
No, he is not the son of God, Jesus Christ
No, he is not the man with the dream
He is the man who set his people free
His people those people, those that are abused in the named of His God
Moses, I mean Barrack, set out to make change
To liberate and to spread the word
He once said "let my people go"
Now he says "yes we can"
God first handed him the commandments, on stone tablets
Now he signs off on them as executive orders
But he did not stop there
He did not stop when he hit the red sea
When the government shut, down
And would not let him press on
He took his staff, now called cabinet
And with divine power
Split the Red Sea
sea stained red with the color of conservative
Stained red with the blood beaten out of his kin
Stained red with necks of those who called for his life
But with his staff he was divine
With his staff, he could not be beat
He promised to deliver us to the promised land
But was stunted, one term short
But you still cannot deny that he did distort, the status quo
And ever since he came into power and claimed his staff
I mean put together his cabinet
The red seas hasn't been the same since
Still trembling in his wake
Afraid of the next reincarnation
Of the day when he comes back to once again challenge those Who made the sea, red to begin with
The day he stares injustice in the eye once again
With the answer to the question
Can we really create the change, that will finally let our people Be free?
He will then look to us and say
Yes We Can
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