Just A Minute đź•’
Give me a minute of your time,
a slight, schedule adjustment
Because I’m seeking justice; or is it, just us?
How is it we never met — yet you’ve already decided, that you don’t trust us?
I mean, I’ve only scratched the surface.
& speaking of my surface, God made my skin on purpose!
6' 4" Tattoos, let me guess... I got you nervous.
Lord knows, if I raise my voice, they got their popcorn ready;
Like “Aye, Look! There go one of the acts from the local circus!”
We asked, “When will they see Us?!”
Not guilt yourself, to serve us.
Yes, I got a degree; though it’s not to become a mathematician,
I do know the answer, to a very specific problem;
when you add to our subtraction, you take part in division;
& if sin is the root, then actions reveal the symptoms.
I told you — all I needed was a minute of your time;
so if you read this, like I wrote it - you finished by 59.