Enter into the Kingdom by the Blood of the Lamb |
They called Muscle a builder You should call him that too. They say he be brashish, Barreling through towns Excavating, detonating, penetrating They say Muscle not like them You should say that too, He built next Kingdom planetariums looking for stars in corona Falling, bursting, cursing They say he ruined the earth You can say that too. Hostile in greedy overalls Mud in the spikes of his boots, Undaunted, deranged, white They say a white boy plumber 24 dollar a day no account Boy from Arkansas he be privilege They say he is my father, You should say that too. They say, "Muscle, you're not us," It will be I who say that too. Father muscle, bone, skin and blood Father, not nobody but a builder Skylines, suburbs, bridges, roadways, freedom They say Muscle died without complaint, and If you care to say anything, You could say that too. Line Count ▶︎ |