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In The Beginning There Was Law

It was carved in stone
The Angels ordained
The prophesies of a King
The orders carved in stone.
There’s no script rehearse
Law is law
God is God
Brothers of the last poets
Let it be herd.


Oh thy feet, Oh thy feet,
the blood of thy engine,
has walked many mountains,
thy feet, has a history, a legacy,
I have died on the battle field, for
nations, The deep steps of wars,
the stripes upon, my feet.

The skin that peels, the battle scars of the world,
Thy wrinkles, that set forth age of my ramp,
Thy feet, sings the history, the lands,
Oh say can you see?
Come in many colors, and many feet
, I have walked among the saints,
foundation's, as my feet, bleeds,
the hymns of God Foot prints in the sand,
waters that roar, rivers, the baptism of feet,

I sing no victim story, the scars speaks for self,
the feet, the feet, the mighty step of God,
I waters, of purification, I fight the battles,
which lay upon my feet, I rise to the next level,
of my journey, which continues,
follow the foot prints in the sand.





Premises of reality folded into mortal destructions.
Dignity the honor of one’s soul, its not the myths
that makes great men. Its not intentions of a hero,
without common sense, it is the pride and dignity,
which man stands. Pride and honor goes hand and hand.
Dignity the Gold cup of diversity;
All the pretense
Of normality, which has no weight.
The Ultimate source of wisdom,
great intentions, understanding the open tomorrows,
that your future shall continue to subside within the laws,
conformity has lived, so it shall die.
Understanding the laws of the Universe,
has no back door. Man that hides from truth
living throughout life with a bandage to
sensory epilepsy to cover the sanctuary
of truth.


The message of great wisdom that brings the word,
The message of God shall be heard.
The eyes of the soul.
Reflection of light that shines above my head,
Legacy that will unite.
As transformation takes it rightful place.
Universal retaliation for the lost of the earth.
Drink from the fountains of Understanding.
It shall continue to flow.
Universal concepts mercy will be its rewards.

Maintaining discipline, coverage of strength,
Be afraid of life not death.
Unity hand on hand.
Life dose not begin at birth.
Revitalizing the light that shines above the head.







In the beginning there was law


I stand before the sanctuary of esthetic.
I bond that my dignity,
would enhance the prophecies of
brotherhood and sisterhood
For every breath that I breathe,
supplements my conscious of my family tree.


Thy word is thy bond which is ordained ,
My oath to my God that breathe,
breath upon my lungs,
That nations of seeds shall ,
be loyal upon words.


In the beginning word was law

Expression ecological and planetary perspectives,
sacred places of thy fathers trust.
Every person a mission ,
everything a purpose mind and spirit shall re-group.
Balancing the mind of the universe.
Gods spoken words un rehearse.
The beat of the Universe flows fiercely,
fascinations of the living breath.


In the beginning word was law.


Solitude that hide, within these walls.
Chains that eats the source of mind, old souls that lives
within veins, pain that screams I the master of mind.
The scripts the books of life each moment to the higher power
Guiding the light, the finial script has left , in a bird cage
that sings behind the bars.
Dissolving emotions,
Upon the sky’s,
The harvesting summary of the past..

I am he, whom thy seek,
Thou gravest love,
From thee, who gravest me.
Taste the scent of instant defeat
consciousness that fall upon my feet,
The cycle continues to change
The jungle abnormality ,
fortunes no inheritances,
grains of dignity without growth.
Battles the walking dead



The soul of man, the resurrections of the past,
The spoken words sin of human birth,
oh thou devils son’s of vows,
creations. The blind mans speaks ,
out of sight out of mind.
Inheritance that is tossed away.

In the beginning word was law.


Visioning man theories of what is right.
Pleading of a thousand souls,
listen as they roam upon the night.
Battle cries death to belligerency.
The faceless tribes;
imbibing the draught of hypocrisy.
Darkness that sets upon the earth.

In the words nations of nations,
sons of sons, man of man
Within the realms of thy womb,
linking with thy fathers house,
The infancy of innocence,
shall not be tarnish are fowl.
I set before the Calvary of prophets,
thy stroll of thy God.
God is God, man is man,
truth is truth, shall not be silence,
Within the vineyards of thy oath,
that I pledge purified by the righteousness’
of thy fathers house.

I herd the loud voice,
life that a bandit death,
No image shall transform from darkness,
into the angels of life.

In the beginning there was word.






In the beginning there was law, I stand
before the sanctuary of esthetic.
I bond that my dignity would enhance
the prophecies of our fathers palace
For every breath that I breathe
supplements my conscious of my family tree.
Thy word is thy bond which is ordained
within the conscious of thy freedom
to deliver King and Queens. My oath to God
that breathe breath upon my lungs,
That nations of my seed shall be loyal upon his words.


In the beginning word was law

Expression ecological and planetary perspectives,
sacred places of thy fathers trust.
Every person a mission ,
everything a purpose mind and spirit shall re-group.
Balancing the mind of the universe.
Gods spoken words un rehearse.
The beat of the Universe flows fiercely,
fascinations of the living breath.


In the beginning word was law.


I the soul of man, I the resurrections of the past,
I the spoken words sin of human birth,
oh thou devils son’s of vows,
creations o The blind mans speak out of sight out of mind.
Inheritance that is tossed away.

In the beginning word was law.


Visioning man theories of what is right.
Pleading of a thousand souls,
listen as they roam upon the night.
Battle cries death to belligerency.
The faceless tribes,
imbibing the draught of hypocrisy.
darkness that sets upon the earth.

In thy words nations of nations, sons of sons, man of man
Within the realms of thy womb, linking with thy fathers house,
The infancy of innocence shall not be tarnish are fowl.
I set before the Calvary of prophets, thy stroll of thy God.
God is God, man is man, truth is truth, shall not be silence,
Within the vineyards of thy oath that
I pledge purified by the righteousness’ of thy fathers house.

I herd the loud voice, life that a bandit death,
No image shall transform from darkness into of light
In the beginning there was word.


In the beginning word was law, thy oath shall not be broken,
I shall repeat the psalms until my people get it right.

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