Speak the unspoken
Awake the unwoken
While standing on mounts of Sinai with Moses
Conversing about the commandments of God
Watching bushes burns and rivers split
Remembering the children who dwelled in deserts
Decades upon decades upon decades yet they still entered lands of promise.
See lies no longer cover the truth and blessing unveiled like sight to those that touch the garments of Jesus.
And tell me u don’t believe
Tell me u can’t conceive the thought
Can’t buy into the notion that he who stands with god never stands alone…

Why Christ didn’t snatch the nails nailed into his hands and feet with hatred out
Why he allowed lashing after lashing, flogging after flogging, beating after beating
And peasants to spit at the feet of a king…

When we would have
If we could have,
Rendered the sight full eyeless without eyelids and the voice full voiceless
Tyrants that seek to keep their sinful pulpits of power tongue less with mouth less teachings.

Yet he remained humble.
Never questioned his father,
Even after the piercing at thorns into his brow,
Bones bruised and broken, still he walked
Miles upon miles over cobblestones of demonic prayers.
And all we saw was the weight of an oak carved wooden cross,
Not realizing it bared the sins of our souls, the doubt of our minds,
The cruel meditations of our hearts,
Yet he pressed on

Yet he pressed on
To the top of mountain were he set to crucified
Were honoree on lookers shouted and danced at what they thought was a trader’s demise.

Spitting, while shouting; “ surrender to our believes, to our God”
And were is God now
If u are indeed all-powerful remove yourself from this situation from this persecution and we too will believe
NO ANSWER…

SPIT NAIL FLOG LASH
SPIT NAIL FLOG LASH
SPIT NAIL FLOG LASH
AND WITH HIS LAST BREATH HE SPOKE
FATHER FORGIVE THEM FOR THEY NO NOT WHAT THEY DO/

And tell me u don’t believe
Tell me u can’t conceive the thought
Can’t buy into the notion that he who stands with god never stands alone
Lie and tell me that when u were standin in the rain
In pain cryin syin still lying wouldn’t ask for forgiveness even though the beast was
Kickin your spirit with your soul.
That it was he who handed u the umbrella
That it was he who became ur pain killer
That it was he who became the shield in which shielded u from the foot of the beast

And yet u can’t believe
U can’t open ur eyes to see that if it was up to u
U would still be standing in that piercing ass rain, licking ur blood trying no to get wet with an umbrella that never opened.

Come on, come on
Tell me again and again
How the devil had u stressed out and stretched out
Standing in a blacked out cave.
No exits, no water no sight no food and no direction
How u were in a h*** so deep that the dirt filled ur lungs
That no loan no man woman child or machine could have dug u out

Yet he when delivered you,
When he delivered u
That cave became full of light
U saw the neon exit signs
U had food and water for ur journey
That Tylenol u were given was called prayer
And ur stress no longer stretched u out
That h*** in which u were once buried no longer even covers ur feet
And the words that the devil once whispered have become foreign and u can no longer understand his language

And tell me u don’t believe
Tell me u can’t conceive the thought
Can’t buy into the notion that he who stands with god never stands alone