Joel Aboderin

Many in the gallows
Only for the witness to part their lips
Freedom will they know
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For me it's a choice of life or death
Treasures or trashes
Have you counted the cost?
Peradventure your soul is lost
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I have given up so many things
Many more to give up
For this eternal home
All that need be will I give up
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My brother from another Mother
I want to lend you as you have asked
But for your other brothers
They shed more tears than you can feign
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To be black, white or yellow
To have straight, curly or blond hair:
No Man chose
But to hate and kill 'cos of race
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There is this rodent in my room
Pays me no rent for to live
Misses no appetizer or dessert
Maneuvers aptly to avoid death
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As they grew
They became independent
No more to be tossed
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The hounds
Always so alive in the morning
Their Sweet Dreams they want to set in motion
Walking them out to pee
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