The lips of the righteous teach many, but fools die for want of wisdom.

Have pity on those whose chances grow thinner, there ain't no hiding place from the Father of Creation.

Who so ever diggeth the pit, shall fall in it.

It take many a year, mon, and maybe some bloodshed must be, but righteousness someday prevail.

Bless my eyes this morning, Jah sun is on the rise once again

Every time I plant a seed, He say kill it before it grow, he say kill it before they grow.

Sun is shining. Weather is sweet. Make you wanna move your dancing feet.