God breathe life from my womb

    First there was darkness

And he said let there be lite

And he said

    And the word came forth

     All that we know

     All that we have comes forth through me

If I haven’t said it once I continue on…the world a nation can go can rise no higher

Than its woman….than it’s mother

……in my wobble if rain clouds don’t gather

  They will speak away with it

             And we shall starve

           Lack of ..........will consume our airs

           Our children will breed, thrive on ignorance

…….in my wobble if hill side don’t congregate

            We shall become blind and wonder

              Like walking dead in designer clothing

……in my wobble if earth doesn’t churn

            We shall miss out and forget how to grow

           And fight over words, over things that ain’t got nothing to do with

                               Survival NOW

  We shall not overcome for we are all to eager to retreat

  To run away from detached ourselves

  From true past and history

    And rise alone

  We want to shine and be seen

  And not praise our roots for our leaves

  We want to make-believe

  That we were born this way

  Not believe that this is learnt and not raised

…….and in the event of my wobbles

   If rainbows don’t form

   If thunders don’t walk with storms

Than it will be a long further still long time coming

and be sitting in the year of 2007

    banning the "N" word