The Beginning

This is not the end
But the beginning
Living life in the cane
Overcome by the portrait of pain
That satan stains with the blood of a people
A modern day Picasso
Each stroke is different yet still the same
Concrete prisons tin roof dungeons
The dragon's breath
And who am I to tame it
Armed with lyrical weaponry
A canvas for the words I bring to life
And this is only the beginning
The birth of a purpose
Unearthing the surface
Through working with servants
Immersed in a circus
Except the crowd is non existent
But this is only the beginning
A call to arms for you the listener
Every man woman and child
Now you know what you've been missing
In the cane
It's only right I speak candidly
How sugar cane and Haitian blood

Are in your candy see
The man in me
Can't stand to be
Consumed by this insanity
Cast aside my vanity
To follow God's plan for me
Just a messenger
Sent by a God who loves his people
Reminding you the Haitian people were created equal
To CEOs to movie stars especially to myself
What is love if the only thing you sacrifice is wealth
From start to finish my heart is in this
In the cane my soul torn apart diminished
The pieces put together by Haitian smiles
The road less traveled
Where progress is not defined by miles
So now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord their souls to keep
If they shall die before I wake
I pray the Lord their souls to take
In the cane