I’m on the edge

I was almost done

Passing God’s course

Jah tested me of course

Putting me through

The same situations

Hand picking people

Out of my life

When I needed

Them the most

I’m on the verge

Of cracking again

Spilling out my emotions

Reclusiveness is reoccurring again

Can you feel my pain again?

Black bodies still swaying again

I’m on the edge of my limitations

Looking into my glass that’s half full

But never empty

In my world of words

The Revolution is plenty

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