.R.i.O.
A fusion of ink and lense.
Di Empress…
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I saw her in the city wearin all stars and a military green dress…
She looked like a goddess…Elle s’appelle Empress…
Her dreadlocks hung loosely and decorated her back…
She likes to smoke ganja…she nah sniff on di crack.
An intellectual with a plethora of philosophies…
Mockin and criticisin man’s hypocricies.
An activist for the rights and needs of the people…
She stands up and fights…for her love of the people.
She na’h take bomboclaaat excuses prohibiting the progress of ha’ people…
Her face stern an’ fierce… she na’h take bomboclaaat excuses prohibiting the progress of her people.
IRON. like the LION in ZION…
Strong, stiff an’ ready to thwart down the lies of Babylon.
Mother, sister, Empress, Rastafarai Tempress…
Face of ZION, no vanity, concietment or need to impress.
I saw her in the city wearin all stars and a military green dress…
One love, Jah bless… n RESPEC’ Di Empress…
.R.i.O.
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