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“For I was the king's cupbearer” – Nehemiah 1:11
------------------/The Four Walls of Who We Are; Nehemiah’s Thoughts On Rebuilding Jerusalem
To pick up the residuum of past glory and hold it as a rock
crying
buoyant adolescent laughter, pebbles strewn as lost fantasy
the bellows of young Hebrew warriors charred metal bars burned
like forgotten welding of passion
wedding songs are smooth stones beneath soles of sandals
comely Hebrew women wonderful like wooden beams splintered
once the buttressing of watchtowers protecting the identify, integrity,
inspiration of Moses now reduced to gravel, brooding
I stand on the wasteland of these memories silently reflecting
feigning an architect. Wailing and determined for Jerusalem
sorrowful for the shame of languishing years and missed chances
Bury me
Bury me
Bury me the plaintive pessimistic past prays, beseeching me in dreams
advising me
that angst is like a scar, regret like a scab, bitterness a Persian tribute paid to perpetuate
failure, but penitence paves the way for a king’s meal
contrition and rededication to God are ushers to the throne auguring royal favor-
for rebuilding.
Because there comes a time when a people must rise up and awake from its sleep
Self-piteous
clearing the detritus from the corner of their eyes as impediments
wayward detrimental musings
yawning a parting farewell to the night left behind
and fasten a sword of obstinacy to their belt whilst grasping a shovel
sinister provocations to enemies of yesteryear snarling at perceived jealousy
ready to fight rather than acquiesce to more oppression by the status quo;
prepared for a bellicose or peaceful revolution
Ammonites or Horonites of gossip be damned .
Victory is in the vanguard of a king and queen’s edict
flanked by stalwart soldiers of confidence and promise
demanding and forcing respect for our four walls
kingdom and gates
their chests poked forward heads held up high proclaiming
“from now on you will respect the Jews”
---------------Nehemiah 2:13-18
And I went out by night by the gate of the valley, even before the dragon well, and to the dung port, and viewed the walls of Jerusalem, which were broken down, and the gates thereof were consumed with fire. Then I went on to the gate of the fountain, and to the king's pool: but there was no place for the beast that was under me to pass. Then went I up in the night by the brook, and viewed the wall, and turned back, and entered by the gate of the valley, and so returned. And the rulers knew not whither I went, or what I did; neither had I as yet told it to the Jews, nor to the priests, nor to the nobles, nor to the rulers, nor to the rest that did the work. Then said I unto them, Ye see the distress that we are in, how Jerusalem lieth waste, and the gates thereof are burned with fire: come, and let us build up the wall of Jerusalem, that we be no more a reproach. Then I told them of the hand of my God which was good upon me; as also the king's words that he had spoken unto me. And they said, Let us rise up and build. So they strengthened their hands for this good work.
Nehemiah 3:1-7
Then Eliashib the high priest rose up with his brethren the priests, and they builded the sheep gate; they sanctified it, and set up the doors of it; even unto the tower of Meah they sanctified it, unto the tower of Hananeel. And next unto him builded the men of Jericho. And next to them builded Zaccur the son of Imri. But the fish gate did the sons of Hassenaah build, who also laid the beams thereof, and set up the doors thereof, the locks thereof, and the bars thereof. And next unto them repaired Meremoth the son of Urijah, the son of Koz. And next unto them repaired Meshullam the son of Berechiah, the son of Meshezabeel. And next unto them repaired Zadok the son of Baana. And next unto them the Tekoites repaired; but their nobles put not their necks to the work of their Lord. Moreover the old gate repaired Jehoiada the son of Paseah, and Meshullam the son of Besodeiah; they laid the beams thereof, and set up the doors thereof, and the locks thereof, and the bars thereof. And next unto them repaired Melatiah the Gibeonite, and Jadon the Meronothite, the men of Gibeon, and of Mizpah, unto the throne of the governor on this side the river.
------Karate Chop Lyrics
[Intro]
You know, This just some real nigga s*, a real nigga story
You know what I'm saying?
[Hook: Future]
Slang a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new 'rrari
Living like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billie Jean
[Verse 1: Future]
Got a Panamera round a young nigga neck
Got a young b* pulling up in a 'Vette
Smoke a lot of kush & I have a lot of sex
Had to beat the grind up, ran up my check
Picture nigga getting money, nigga get back
Roll a blunt of chronic, nigga sell a lot of crack
You can hit a nigga line, order what you want
I can whoop a Maserati, pulling up a donk
50,000 on yo watch, young nigga splurge
Pop a ace of spade bottle, sip a lot of syrup
Keep a young nigga workin' that'll bust a k
I'mma take a phone call, hustle everyday
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Future]
Whipping up a cake, just to go and snatch a spider
Young nigga play with ki's, like a type writer
Al Capone, John Gotti was a nigga idol
I was never snitching, I can put it on the Bible
In a 4 door beamer, driving with a rifle
Nigga where you at, nigga we go pull up on ya
Young B* looking like Janet in the 80's
We was grinding up from a tube and a baby
Got the girl dripping wet like a jerry curl
Got a styrofoam cup and its full of syrup
Send it over from New Mexico & Let me Work
I can get 36 for a clean shirt
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Casino]
Pull up, serve you in my Rari'
Money like Im Frank Matthews
Killers around me like I'm Gotti
If I tricked you, know Im sorry
I be fresh dont need no stylist
I be geeking on them mollies
Sell remix dont sell no cleans
My hand like a triple beam
I got workers like machine
All I do is sell dreams
Half my niggas serve fiends
I get the best deal on lean
[Hook]
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