Willie run
Willie run
Willie run, run, run.
Da father holey ghost and son.
Save the weary widows and the children, were your son's.
Shine your light down upon us. Cleanse us of our sins.
Black lives matter and so does all our kin.
My families across the globe, red, yellow, black and white.
All my brothers and sisters standing in Yahways light.
Don't try to come upon me.
I'm a man who walks with GOD.
Washed in the blood wearing the armor of
My God.
Willie run , run, run.
Da father holey ghost and son.
Save the weary widows and the children, were your son's.
Before the alter of my God, I bring my pain to rest.
I worry forever no more , with pure peace within my chest.
I've been forged within the fire ,walked unscaved through da flames.
I do Creators work and do it in his holy name.
Willie run , run run.
Da father holey ghost and son.
Save the weary widows and the children, were your son's.
With thunder in his voice he commands his flock of sheep.
Beating back the wolves consumed with the worlds greed.
When The seals crack and thunder ascends from the thrown.
If you not caught up in the rapture you'll go through hell before going home.
Willie run , run run.
Da father holey ghost and son.
Save the weary widows and the children, were your son's.
ARRLRHS
- Author: TowodiGe ( Offline)
- Published: August 1st, 2021 07:06
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this for a for an autistic friend. He asked me to write him a rap about God,children and BLM. But wanted his name in it. So here's to you Willie.
- Category: Unclassified
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