8/8/10 1:06 a.m.
Elevation
I don’t think you’re ready for the truth of this spit
Cover your heart
Cuz it’s about to hit
Them quiet reserved spaces
Them places where you hide
And nobody can surmise
Not even the prophet with the keenest eyes
That you a thief
You’re a closet prostitute
Selling your wares for the biggest compliment
Searching for approval from man
Looking for a hand… out
To applaud
Your efforts to be fake
Not sharing the truth of your being
Because truthfully speaking
You don’t know it
And you show it
Every time you open your mouth
Your words betray you
They say that you
Have no idea
Live beneath your privileges
Not understanding your wealth
Crying about the hand you been dealt
My momma didn’t love me
I was dropped at birth
I wasn’t educated
On these things, you place your worth
Mephiboseth help to declare to the cripple and lame
Their place at the kings table still remains
Help me, Moses, stammering in speech
Declare to the feeble minded, God will speak
Education is not the key
What God speaks will be
He’s declared to the unloved
You are loved
He’s closer to you
Than a hand in a glove
He’s proclaimed to the crippled
In Him you walk again
And to the uneducated
Let this mind be within
That mind of Christ
The sword
The Word
The Knife
Christ is the Life
And the Light of the World
Illumination is the right of Creation
Be enlightened
And enlighten your self
Stop breathing earth fumes
And take this Eternal breath
Come up higher
Retire
The old man
Your place is in heavenly places
And spaces
Where Christ sitteth on the right hand
Come from the bottom
And join Him