I Isis rah 13 listen as I speak
By Jacqueline Amos
Isis rah Goddess of the universe
Queen of the heavens,
The lifeline, of my family tree.
We are joined together in life.
You are the lifeline, man.
I am the incubator, which I breed.
Your seed, and you are I.
The Mother the (Sun) Son,
God of the Heaven’s number one,
I am just a tool.
I am the mother of the universe.
Queen of the Heavens. The (son), he is the King.
Of the earth. Sons of the heaven.
We the me, don’t get to choose.
How we shall die, know your rightful place.
I queen, shall leave this message.
I will become your history,
Once you have passed on, Listen as I speak.
We have no claims, upon this earth,
only how we live, fear not man.
Fear the universe, I am the link,
between the heavens, and earth.
Isis rah 13, 1+3=4, The foundation of peace,
recognize women, She is the link between,
God’s heaven, the tool which God has blessed,
I am just the message, hear me as I speak.
Beware of man, who tramples creations,
with sounds of roars, with no truth,
the battle crys as the spirits represent, don’t’ turn your back on truth.
Battle cry’s belligerency ,
will not be erasing,
Freedom the spirits cry,
Ancient spirits, awakes,
to reclaim there rightful place.
They will no longer rest,
disgrace to there names,
by many who have no claim. I
Isis rah used by the cowardly,
conformity, to erase the history of my turf.
I universal women, will never be removed.
I am the eyes that man will see,
the footsteps which he will lead,
the laughter, when there tears,
I breathe, when it is too hard to breathe
Beware my son’s of those, who come in my name,
Never judge the temple, by its name,
Humble your self, the devil will tell on his self,
The queen walk with honor,
Never play with trash, it will get in your eyes.
A women, who has no respect,
for her temple, step back my son,
she will only confuse,
your great intentions, beware of those,
who come in my name.
Confusions come,
when the temple is shamed,
a queen walks with honor,
and respects her crown.
My son the womb is the temple,
and the penis is the lifeline,
I speak of the lifeline,
I speak of the universe,
it is clean without shame,
Only when is used,
to bring forth shame, as Adam an eve,
we live the same sin.
I the mother of the Universe.
My (sun) Son teaches the boy,
as an individual, the girl,
and nations, of many tribes.
The devil will come in many colors,
and faces, to steal your rightful place.
The penalty of man,
I am you and you are I,
The shackles will no more claim,
upon God’s land.
The penalties demanding the right,
of God’s chosen, you will never enjoy.
Imbibing of spoken words, Derisions,
scorns, of the holy grounds.
The symbols of emblems,
that set before devil as he steals,
from the Universe.
The battle with good and evil,
the ancient has return to claim,
their rightful place. Open lynching
of the spoken words of truth,
fear not man fear God.
Copywriter 2002 Jacqueline Amos
Dedicated to:
One God, One Peace, One Love
By Jacqueline Amos
Isis rah Goddess of the universe
Queen of the heavens,
The lifeline, of my family tree.
We are joined together in life.
You are the lifeline, man.
I am the incubator, which I breed.
Your seed, and you are I.
The Mother the (Sun) Son,
God of the Heaven’s number one,
I am just a tool.
I am the mother of the universe.
Queen of the Heavens. The (son), he is the King.
Of the earth. Sons of the heaven.
We the me, don’t get to choose.
How we shall die, know your rightful place.
I queen, shall leave this message.
I will become your history,
Once you have passed on, Listen as I speak.
We have no claims, upon this earth,
only how we live, fear not man.
Fear the universe, I am the link,
between the heavens, and earth.
Isis rah 13, 1+3=4, The foundation of peace,
recognize women, She is the link between,
God’s heaven, the tool which God has blessed,
I am just the message, hear me as I speak.
Beware of man, who tramples creations,
with sounds of roars, with no truth,
the battle crys as the spirits represent, don’t’ turn your back on truth.
Battle cry’s belligerency ,
will not be erasing,
Freedom the spirits cry,
Ancient spirits, awakes,
to reclaim there rightful place.
They will no longer rest,
disgrace to there names,
by many who have no claim. I
Isis rah used by the cowardly,
conformity, to erase the history of my turf.
I universal women, will never be removed.
I am the eyes that man will see,
the footsteps which he will lead,
the laughter, when there tears,
I breathe, when it is too hard to breathe
Beware my son’s of those, who come in my name,
Never judge the temple, by its name,
Humble your self, the devil will tell on his self,
The queen walk with honor,
Never play with trash, it will get in your eyes.
A women, who has no respect,
for her temple, step back my son,
she will only confuse,
your great intentions, beware of those,
who come in my name.
Confusions come,
when the temple is shamed,
a queen walks with honor,
and respects her crown.
My son the womb is the temple,
and the penis is the lifeline,
I speak of the lifeline,
I speak of the universe,
it is clean without shame,
Only when is used,
to bring forth shame, as Adam an eve,
we live the same sin.
I the mother of the Universe.
My (sun) Son teaches the boy,
as an individual, the girl,
and nations, of many tribes.
The devil will come in many colors,
and faces, to steal your rightful place.
The penalty of man,
I am you and you are I,
The shackles will no more claim,
upon God’s land.
The penalties demanding the right,
of God’s chosen, you will never enjoy.
Imbibing of spoken words, Derisions,
scorns, of the holy grounds.
The symbols of emblems,
that set before devil as he steals,
from the Universe.
The battle with good and evil,
the ancient has return to claim,
their rightful place. Open lynching
of the spoken words of truth,
fear not man fear God.
Copywriter 2002 Jacqueline Amos
Dedicated to:
One God, One Peace, One Love
