50 Miles Away

50 miles away I'm pondering my stay| The history on slavery as the dragon slay| Division among dualities of the same play| Normality on pain pinned on continual display| Tears dropping as if they begging for more pain to the oppressor| Silent whipping because the liquid in the abode is the only coping survivor| My awakening threatening the relevant one in the circle of drama| As if I bow for the saga| Here I am| Yearning and perhaps interceding for the better| As the range in hierarchy posting me on the first line of power| I lift my left fist in awe| As my heart is pumping in the existence of the law| Relatives uniting to pick and produce a black sheep in my sleep I still yawn|[X2] The journey is tide in my shoulder| In debt of owning my own power| The power of joining humanity in honour| Blessed be the name of the Lord Yeshua| Cursed is the monitor on wellness to confuse the future| Bring back the power| I just want to bloom like the flower| Full of desire| Lifting me higher| All this is ours| [X2]