Oppressed Revolution

by Jacqueline Amos Saturday, Aug. 14, 2004 at 7:29 PM
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Within the actions of the beast, hell who claims the souls of men. Many seas cannot embrace love, oceans cannot wash it away, oh what a bitter taste, to look at through another mans eyes. The opposite of knowledge is not listening of tomorrow, one without loyalty to thy work. I continue to remind my self to be strong. Ignorance the killer of all men. Close mind to self and man's inner peace. Jealousy that leaks within. The foundation of the living dead. The resurrection must begin now. There is no excuse as the disease eats the mind. And the flesh it becomes tarnished without soul. The cancers of the unwilling soul. I remind my self God is God Man is Man Foul is Foul

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Oppressed Revolution

Mans House Of Bondage

Hope have mercy,

war within our own back yard,

darkness that hides behind,

the honor of code.

Children , Women, Men,

targeted as they were in the jungle,

of raging beast proclaiming,

the source of peace which it stands.

White outing truth,

within the oh say can you see.

Blessed is the eternal God.

Advocate on Nations.

Truth hidden in circles,

deceiving the transformation of men.

Mercy the human heart of man.

Who lives in a vacuum of his own plans.

Judge not your nation of people,

within you serve,

play not the fool who sits in waiting.

Your damnations will be the lost of man.

Love how mercy on the blind and the meek.

Destructions at man’s own right hand.

Wisdom who take counsel of the nations

of the earth. Darkness shall be executed,

within the nations of man,

who tramples on Gods creations.

Darkness behind justice which it stands.

Proclaim messages,

I order to rise the source,

of peace shall preside.

I the source of our own right hand.

Battle fields in a nations own back yard.

How can man proceed ,

in the structure of conformity?

when he lives as the beast,

in his own back yard.

How can man cry humanities,

when he steals, kills, destroys,

manipulates the nation ,

he swore to pledge to and up stand .

The passiveness of man,

shall be his own defeat of his land.

The darkness that lives within,

his jurisdictions of the oh say can you see.

The truth shall be unwrapped,

by the only God,

and satin children shall flee.

Salvation be upon,

the charity of Gods grace.

Man slowly walking into the fire,

no concern of his own fate.

Dictated by the oppressor ,

which lives within his own back yard.

Conflictions of the nation,

Satins darkness to blind man.

Charity how mercy love upon ,

the back yard,who has no mercy.

I pledge allegiance to the

destruction,

of satins plan,

I cry the blood for which it stands.

Salvation be upon the land of man.

The source of peace,

was written in Jesus Blood.



Copywriter 2002

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