God's Instrument (verse 2)

by David Wallace   Oct 20, 2008


When my body gets stiff and my soul start 2 lift up/ remember a good dude that helped raise the bar up/ Gave a guideline on how we should treat each other/ Because under skin color we all brothers/ I hear Obama campaigning for change/ Than Hilary used it, now McCain is saying the same/ Politics are grimy, corrupting folks/ But at least Obama gives us reason 4 hope/ Whether your black or white, rich or broke, let your voices be heard people get out and vote/ Because if u don't stand 4 something than your bound 2 fall 4 anything/ And if you didn't cast a vote you shouldn't complain anyway/ Just look in the mirror and you may be the enemy/ I look at myself proudly whenever the reaper comes 4 me/ I'll shed one last tear, one more smile on my face/ One last wave goodbye, I'm headed toward a better place.

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