Written by Chaka PX
Once i rise over the delicacy of peoples thought,
I was told to obey and it turned to use,
I laced my face to face my judgement.
Yes it’s Me, i was once blind,
do i see or do i just Ignore?
I felt compelled to walk like zombies,
to search and destroy what is left of good.
I am used as a machine to end the dangerous
love affair of the dark and light we cannot see.
Do not compel me to leave my color
to favor what is built for destruction.
Do not compel me to compel the infant in mind.
I was once compelled to let go of my trust in humanity,
I was compelled to uncover the Mystery of love.
Do not compel me again.