Lions Of Nyabingi Poem by Kale Beaudry

stones in darkers forward Zion turn
star so hot make I and I burn
our bredren, our sistren
Red.
man and beast, a kingdom established
Babylon step fi da flame of da chalice
no time fi be vexin'
Red.
I ignorant strap'd wit' more dan teeth
Jah knows I wrap'd wit' sore an' grief
but still comes first light
Sight?
be no fear of da fearful loathing
for it seems only days since I plant stop growing
feel no way, 'tis but a word
Seen?

...Rasta, sit down wit' ya sun and ya skins
forget da bald heads, Bandulus and sins...

...think pon ya gates and da heavenly stars
whole heap of dem wolves can't see past dere yards...

...tings all I rey, da I ly smoke fi Zion
who said sheep can't turn into dem Lions...

...until dat moment, youth, keep on dis glove
for da bad flames burn like a star; One Love.