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Ruler serve, servant King
Suffering servant, sit with that
Sit with that
Well I may live here but I ain't from here
I bear marks of my origin story
One of soil and sky
I hold inside a balance, a sort of paradox
That my greatest strength is strengthening others
Is being in awe and wonder
Seeing int he iris of others, my king and my kin all over me
In them, fingerprints in tree rings, it's not what you think
A story of glory and suffering
Rejecting conquest and colonies
Inviting awe to pause and give thought, huh
[?] you ever thinking you are not made of good and glory
It's a whole court against any contradictions
Between message and messenger
Let this living epistle leak love and longing
Let my limbs never get co-opted by anything beneath legacy
Let me words resound the vibrations [?]
And it was good, I had no answers
Just patience and empathy and acceptance and oneness
And hope and understanding and kindness and goodness
May I lavish you with the idea
That the cosmos conspired
To co-mingle your personage
With the divine iron eye
For real, inside of me and you
City on a hill
City on a hill
