When We Were Kings (feat. Spokenpriestess & Zu)

When we were Kings and Queens

Leaders

Healers

And deep-seated believers in the power of the earth to feed Us

Evenly caring for all, cuz after all, we were sharing the smallest to the greatest Gifts

But some way we Slipped.

A major shift took us so far that today we sit in baby Cribs

(in a manner of speaking).

The bond we used to have that was one with the planet has Weakened.

Even as I reach into my deepest and private reaches to find the pieces and keep Them,

I seem to plead:

"Lead me to a time

We'd find our ways through the maze by reading through the Signs".

But feeble is the mind that rests

collectively Dormant

more so where we connected before when the sun wasn't only a ball in the Sky

but was a cauldron of fire that brought us all that is Life, God in Disguise.

Rise above the dream-tellers turned dream-Sellers

Who sell us a dream that seems hellish... in a gleaming shell.

Read them well.

They need to sell to quell the evil spell of greed that swells for green and, Well

Who rules over our mind and has us Twisted

Most of us blind, seeking to be cool over Divine!? I'm not talking your slave Masters

or half of the crap that came after they snatched and claimed land for Themselves.

Nah, I'm talkin' to you... who are you, Royal? There's a war going on... to whom are you Loyal? Yes, you in the flesh, this human Expression,

I am talking to US 'cuz I too am affected, King... Queen.

 ZU

Ndiphuphile

Ndibonisiwe

Ngo manyano thina sinekamv' E lihle

Masingalibali Ubuntu Nemvelaphi

It is your anchor, your compass, your shied, your flag, your Crown.

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I'm from a land, that was free when I was Born,

I opened my eyes to a struggle already Done.

So my fight was not for freedom but to grow

family, my people were the things I needed Most.

Close knit, we wasn't like most kids, my cousins were bros - period, unit was so Thick.

Kept together by our parents who wanted the most for us, to grow as a strong force, and run as a whole Click.

We were kings once when we was in our kingdom and our uncles would be blunting on some o' dat green, Comfortably.

What have we become?

We were a team once.

We lost a few who kept away Disagreements.

Now with the few left, the respect isn't here for em rejecting the mere form of authority, here, go on, you wanted to be Grown

Somebody please show em that part of that "being grown" is apology, me I'm Gone.

Kings de-throning themselves and thinning the fam unnecessarily,

your current reality's just a Parody

And all across the globe it's jus' people in need of Clarity.

Brethren, I beseech you, extend your reach to your Families

They're the ones who treat you like Royalty, where you matter cause the world is full of People who don't see you,

you're just a Mannequin.

The validation that you seek is at Home.

Return whole, reacquaint with your throne,

cause you was once a King.

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Gods and Goddesses sovereign and Solemn, alotted my earth, descendant of kings, my knowledge in Worth.

It's weight - thickest of gold, the same trinkets they sold us for to bigots who scold us and hock-spit on our Sores

I'm distant from shores,

my father's father would honour his first daughter - who birthed all Us.

Turf sodden with her seed, girth trodden by greed who threaten to usurp all that she Breed

Her daughters to the slaughter they lead - cum in her Innocence

Chiselled her facial features, adjusting her image in its likenesses Faceless

Irons with muskets gunpowder settles atop the stain of Injustice.

We masquerade the shame, this is the monster's Ball.

We're two-stepping with the devil with his Condom Off.

And fxck a pause, this is for everything they conned us Of

Silent medley for my ancestry to sob up Off.

When we were kings this is what I Sing

When we were kings this is why this rings So true with my heart depicted in hymns - the victim, the sin toppled crowns of my Kin

When we were kings this is what I Sing

When you're a king this is what it Brings

Perjury, convinced with certainty the burden of my skin unworthy of a place amongst men.

King!

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Take me back to when Jesus was black to when the brilliant Moors of Africa civilised Europe to when castles were built by men of my skin colour, language was stored in history by a cursive identical to Mine

Teleport me to the conversation between my great grandfather and that pale man about him needing a place to sleep only to torch our huts overnight while we Slept

When we were kings our queens were sacred jewels guarded with our life and Souls

When we were queens our sons were taught to protect the daughters of their village from harm against another's Hand

When we were kings we knelt before the kingdom's chief to present our intentions before Everyone.

Today, we drug her

drag her body back to our dens for victimization because silence is Consent.

Take me back to the days when every girl was a priceless dream and the pride of the Land

Take me back to close knit hands,

woven Blankets,

fires in the night and songs from hopeful Chests

Take me back to black Untainted.

Take me back to black Untainted.