Black Poetry : Kill My Body But My Spirit Shall Live

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  1. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Kill My Body But My Spirit Shall Live
     
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    I Too desire to be free
    my body is only material
    This world is not my home
    I long for my connection unto you
    I long to be whole in you
    I cry because I know father
    I know that this world is my bondage
    this body is the key to such of
    I dont want anything more except
    to be home with you
    I do not want money
    I do not want jewels
    I do not want recognition
    I do not want clothes
    I want and need to be with you
    my soul cries my body is numb
    This world brings pain and I ache
    to be release unto you
    Like my sista
    I long to be free
    I thank you father for releasing me of greed
    I know when the time is right
    You will come for me
    I will humble myself the best I can until the moment that I am free
     
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    Oh thy spirit of peace,
    as the sound of thunder,
    I cry the blood,
    things of earth the beast,
    who taunts the warriors of our King.
    Without thy sister, without thy brother,
    I the empty shell.
    Within the circle of thy spiritual fruit,
    I could not go on. I cling to the rights of passage,
    as I hold hands with thy roots
    of my family tree..

    I rise you to the heavens as thy body,
    wilts from the strain of the world,
    but I shall not let you fall,
    I humble in love, for thy back lingers,
    from the dripping of thy blood.

    Thy cup will be the golden cup of diversity,
    as I pass it on.
    I fear not death I shall live again,
    I will continue to come back,
    until Gods mission is complete.

    I rise you
    I rise you
    I rise you
    Thy blood the suffering of thy King.
     
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    You're prayer has been heard my sistah
    my father has released my pain
    He holds my burdens on the tips of his fingers and cast it out to sea
    I cry because his touch is the warmth of a love that no mortal could arouse in me
    I cry because of his being
    I cry because of his being
    I cry because of his being
    so great is the essence of our mysterious one
    so great that the wind stands still at his command
    the rain freezes in mind air
    the sun shines intensely on sand
    My struggles will not go in vain
    He is with me my life means nothing without his grace
    Oh father guide my heart and mind
    plant in me the knowledge to look beyond sinns
    plant in me the strength to run away from sinns
    plant in me the courage to be humble and patient
    so that I may hold my sisters hand without judgement
    so I may love my brother without prejudice
    so we may forever be instilled with your great love
    take my soul Father and through me enforce your will
    for I'm just a pawn in your gloriousness.
     
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