We are in uncanny times

Where abhorrence fills our body

Caused by the overloading of offense projected unto my PEOPLE.

I give POWER to my PEOPLE.

While history repeats itself

We as a people see through filtered reality

Curated by our environmental experiences

Assisted by which ever system we are currently in.

I give POWER to my PEOPLE.

How can we rise up?

How can we unify?

How can we come together in dire times?

How can we simply exist in a world created in the goodness of the Lord?

I give POWER to my PEOPLE.

As we are the most persecuted people

We are also the people of prosperity not only in the face of adversity

But through every phase of this lifetime

Crowns set straight even through the storms.

I give POWER to my PEOPLE.

No matter how many times they infiltrate

We shift gears and always find a way

The destination is near and that they fear

My PEOPLE unified is their worst nightmare.

I give POWER to my PEOPLE.

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