undefinedI Mother The Blessing Gems Of God I mother black woman give birth to child. I have felt the pain as thy brother Jesus To create life. I the sanctuary of the cross, the mother flows through my genes. For every eye and every life I have felt the pain of my sons and daughters. My sons and daughters continue to live through me I thy sanctuary of Gods Creation, I sing no victim story of the coming Of man, I black women know where my voice belong. I give to the world a king and a queen. I sit before the armory to protect my young. Through the eyes of thy God I give you life I open the tunnels that you may see life, summon by thy God, the incubator of Gods treasures. But through the storm and tears my sons and daughters continue to carry the legacy Of great Kings, the father God the image of thy sons inheritance Of great Kings. I have been the mother and father, And the hater and the lover, But the caring of the provider. I mother the link between the heavens and earth. I the eyes that man shall see I the foot prints in the sand I the shoulder that man shall lean I the laughter when the world brings tears. I the breath when it is to hard to breathe. I mother the secret treasures of the womb To create life and bring it to the light of Another level of creations. Shields of voices, Mouth of the sea, Living creatures, Live through the sea, Without my breath; there would be no sea. Normality that man only sees of self. Creations, of the womb, I am sea. Creations, that live through, I the sea, As the Universe, I create life from the seed, Creations, Listen as I speak. Through blood I give thee life, the sacred armor of women The creator of life, through the swelling of thy breast, The pain of thy labor, the voice that God whispered In your ear as he talked to you through the womb. He instilled the laws orders, when word was law. You came through the tunnel with the blood of thy brother, As you fall between my knees, the scars of your wants The pain of life, oh thy sons and daughters, what A gift that thy give life, forget not mother the sanctuary Of Gods order, oh what a treasure, as you flowed Through the tunnel of life covered with the blood of Jesus A testimony from the other side. I have been the warrior and the door step when my sons decide to leave. For every life that I shall give, I the nurture reclaim thy name. I woman the mother of the savior for every blood that drips live through me. I the mother Mary of Jesus flows through my vein A miracle from God, oh glory God to thee. I the laughter and the tears, when child turn Deaf ears to my plead, for there shall never Be another chance give me my flowers as I live. Nations of Nations, Mothers of Mothers, creations Jewels of life, seed of man, granted by God. Turn not a deaf ear to the image of woman Mother for every tongue of sword kills the image Of what a true mother is, judge me not by the mask Judge me by the merits of my great love. I Sea has written the legacy of great men, I hold the key to history, the legacy lives, upon my universe, I shall continue to live, when all things pass away, I sea, the battles, which man has fought, stands upon my universe, freedom which have taken, them to another side, of the universe. Freedom I speak, I am the link, between creations, the waters, that flow though you, flowing through sea, Incubations surrounds life, as it travels through the dark, and the light begins to shine. The darkness that lives, beyond. The light when it reaches the top, sleep the cousin to death speaks out loud. Dark as the sea, that lives within my realms. Great spirits, as you stand before me, words not needed, the songs of the sea, as it roars, give me liberty, are give me death, I the link, above the earth, I the womb connections Heavens and Earth, the breath, of creations which I breathe. God's paradise beneath the sea's. I the Women of sea, Incubation, of creations. Copywrite 2003 All rights reserved.