Shunned

Shunned through the storm
The world can’t see what we’ve become
You all have the eternal fire of god
You all are the chosen ones

Electrify, stupefied, incredible hulk
History has made us strong
The outcasts, the lost, the immigrants, us!
That’s what we are, the ex-slaves running the show

Now we are been crowned kings and queens
Presidents, richest man on earth, colored skins
It identifies the struggle within
We share that unique fire despite different countries

You all are gods as stated throughout history
The truth is shunned in the midst of it
Beating drums parading our entrance
Our creed connects us with preceding

Shunned through the storm
We are back to take what belongs to us
The fire can’t be hidden under the bed
It must be shown…

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