There’s a target to hit
If you want to be free,
A spiritual architecture must respond, with a scream, and a leap
From the impact of your
Goozo…goozo kapapa diya mandiya
Hold unto thy pistol
While you rain down
Fire and brimstone,
Soldier, if you want to write an epistle for your generation to read
Somebody will have to bleed,
Bruise the head of that Ancient serpent, and he would flee
Or
Do you want to plead?
For the advantage Christ has bought you already?
My friend PUSH!
Push until something happens,
Else you go guzoro for too long!
Kabash…ratata indica
That’s how to run through a troop and leap over a wall
Thou hast encamped around those mountains for too long
It is a time for shift
It is a time for speed
It is a time for showers
Sounds of abundance of rain
Ikipopo Kandi ka
Launch thy missiles
We’re not missing sides
Kadosh…kadosh is on our side
Ebubechi
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Christ a poet 