[SOLDIER OF LOVE]
THE MUSIC IS KIND OF A DEPARTURE...
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YOUR DARKNESS INVADES MY PERSPECTIVES AND LEAVES ME REELING IN ALL ITS IMPLICATIONS...AS SO MANY ASK WHY WE SHOULD BE...WHY I SEE NO OTHER BUT YOU...WOULD I EVER GIVE A PART OF I TO ANOTHER.
WHEN ALLAH REACHED INTO THE SOIL AND GATHERED THE DUST TO MIX WITH THE WATERS OF MY BEING YOU WERE THERE...WHEN LIFE SPRANG UP ALL AROUND AND ABOUNDED YOU WERE A PART OF ME TO BE REMOVED ON A STARLITE NIGHT...AS I DWELLED ALL ALONE IN A GARDEN OF PLENTY.
IN THE MORNING YOU WERE THE FIRST SIGHT THAT GREETED MY EYES AS I AWAKENED AND LOOKED IN AWE AT YOUR MAGNIFICENCE...SUCH A LOVELY VISION IN YOUR DARK SKIN.
AS THESE DAYS HAVE PASSED AND BECOME YEARS...EONS AND MILLENIUMS YOU HAVE BORNE MY SEED AND BROUGHT IT TO BEAR FRUIT.
WHEN I WAS A KING YOU WALKED BESIDE ME...WHEN I WAS A SLAVE YOU COMFORTED ME...IN A STATE OF FALSE FREEDOM MY BROTHERS SEEM TO HAVE FORGOTTEN YOU.
BUT NOT I.
YOUR SKIN IS MY RELEASE FROM ALL THE LIES AND STRUGGLE...FROM THE SITUATION THAT SEEMS TO PRESS ME DOWN...YOUR FORM IS THE EPITOME OF PERFECTION.
THE KINKS OF YOUR HAIR ARE KEYS TO THE UNIVERSE...MAPS IN THE SPIRALS THAT FORM IN THE NAPPYNESS...REACHING OUT TO THE HALLS OF ALLAH.
ACROSS THE WALLS OF MAN ERECTED TO KEEP US LOCKED IN...FALSE PERSPECTIVES OF LIFE...AND I LIVE MY LIFE LOST IN THE BEAUTIFUL TONE OF YOUR SKIN...A SOLDIER OF AFRICAN LOVE.
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