The National Guard, knocked at my door
And asked which Party I voted for
But when I asked why, they would not say,
Not even a nod, nor slight sway
Just know one thing, to me, they said
We've come to bring to some, not all instead
The antidote only, if belong in our web
With three six ones, burned in bloody stead
They then said, of the Washington Three
Pelotzi, Shoemore and others you see
We landed here, in '45
And come to build our colony hive
So washing your hands with alcohol and lie
It only breeds more, of our clan, near by
It's all just been, our master plan for
Our fifth column new man, blue-man can
So, please just say, now say my name
Not Heisenberg no, or any of fame
Unlock to be, in busy need
And always, always, take a knee, to me
Oakland singer-songwriter honors her Haitian heritage with five R&B spirituals overflowing with radiance, fueled by her soft, angelic voice. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 22, 2022
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