Rise Up

Sometime in the midst of darkness, behind close doors, I clench my fist and shed some tears,

for the years wasted being fed plates of lies instead of the truth;

Like the process food that they be feeding you.

The country is drowning where only the one's that can afford yachtes are breathing,

while the rest are sinking.

But luckily God has blessed me with the power to separate oxygen from hydrogen to give breath to the world we're living in.

Like a chess-match being played with the enemy

we're pons being use in the battlefield.

"War is the only thing that secures victory"

But have you look at world history?

enough bloods been shed to rival the Pacific sea.

Lady Liberty is hiding her identity; wipe her make-up you'll see scars across her face.

"Why so serious?" are written on her plates.

Now step back, take a peep

Is she still as beautiful as she once seem?

When my tears has run dry like the Nile river; I stand facing the world that I must bare,

no fears, just survival, fist of redemption thrown in the air.

Marckender Pierre-Louis