Yea, It’s time to receive the power

Make a difference in the world

So many gifts passed down through generations to uplift

Like forklifts to lift amidst the enemy presence that

Torrents like ocean currents to battleships

This written composition is meant

To give direction in discretion and discernment

A hip hop sermon

Entitled

The power that's vital to living life among the idols

That stifle even those who may tower like the Eiffel

This power's vital

Without it one is powerless to break the cycle

Of curse dispersed from the same place the gifts were birthed in the first place

Some say we a cursed race

Cursed to follow slowly behind a hearse and forge license plates

With fellow inmates but

This power transcends the color of face

Or the condition of your present place

Only limited by your faith in the truth coming to light

Yea without faith in the truth

Your faith is wasted like a solar powered flashlight

That's right until the last right

Is all the time we have so I spit fire and speak passionately to advocate for my rights

I know I haven’t always been right

Life and death is in the tongue

For what I’ve done, Lord knows

I will be held accountable

I believe God’s grace is more powerful

Emmanuelle, God is with me in the land where I dwell

Rise with me for the son of Jerell

That we may bear fruit like Thaddaeus

I speak depth from a death like Lazarus

A Louisville outcast in this

New York City where the police is blasting us

Harassing us

It’s time to move fast because

The power’s now

Power Power

The Power’s now

The Power to see walk run jump feel the breeze

Travel overseas

Master the crafts of fine artistry

Help raise children properly

Sow into your families economy

Promote physical health and spirituality

The Power’s not futile meaningless nor a fallacy

That’s why we must act now so many live tragically

And court death romantically for an increase in salary

They’ll let you suffer in a wheel chair with no health care

While private jets burn more fuel in the air

The children of the incarcerated live in despair

Veterans return from tours to return to die to suicide

I wish I could have talked to him could have asked him why

What did he expect to see on the other side?

That he could see now

This world is so foul

Yet still I smile

The sun still shines on God’s child

The power’s now

The power power

The power’s now

The power’s now