The manifestation of sermons preached by Baby Suggs Holy
That you are HOLY, HOLY, HOLY
That when you enter rooms my whole entire soul opens up, I am moved to prostrate
In adoration and praise
That you are worthy to be praised.
That 16 trap lyric bars will never fully describe the wonder of you
That we need Curtis Mayfield’s melodically melanated syncopated black genius to fully articulate the makings of you.
Unsullied, keepers of the realm, who will slay every dragon intent on gaming and dethroning you.
Through body armor, hoodies, and fitted caps?
Through all the subversive strategies you use to clap back, shape shift, or adapt.
That we need you like the earth needs wind & fire.
That you are earth, wind, & fire
That until we do right by you our nation will rise no higher.
That I would die for you
If the world between us would just let you live for me.
What if I told you all these things?
What if you believed me?
~Wizdom