Pray For Me

"I'm always ready for a war again
Go down that road again
It's all the same
I'm always ready to take a life again
You know I'll ride again
It's all the same"

"Tell me who's gon' save me from myself
When this life is all I know
Tell me who's gon' save me from this hell
Without you, I'm all alone"

"Who gon' pray for me?
Take my pain for me?
Save my soul for me?
'Cause I'm alone, you see
If I'm gon' die for you
If I'm gon' kill for you
Then I'll spill this blood for you"

"Just in case my faith go
I live by my own law
I live by my own law
I live by my own"
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"Like I always say. 'I-Panther yokuqala yoMoya insikelele'." "What does that mean?" She smiles, and pats the girls head. "It means, 'The first Panther Spirit blessed me'. Which is true. I was fed the heart shaped herb when I was a newborn. The buried me in sand, sending me to the plane of past kings. The very first king, and first Black Panther blessed me, and gave me life." The little girls smile widened, as she hugged her sister.

"I love you usisi!" The young girl said. "I love you too, sister. I love you too." The girl said, patting her back. "Am I interrupting something?" A voice said from the doorway. The two girls look up to see the oldest sibling coming in with a bag of groceries. "No, just another story time." The middle child said, setting down the youngest sister. "Good. Because we just got a new neighbour." The eldest said, taking out the chocolate milk.

"So?" The middle child asked. "He looks a little lonley is all." The eldest shrugged. "Oh! Odade! Ngaba sinokubulisa, nceda?" (Sisters! Can we greet him, please?) The youngest asked jumping around in circles. The two eldest looked at each other and shrugged. "Ewe, kutheni?" (Eh, why not?) The second oldest replied. "Yay!" The youngest yelled agressively, running around, flipping off the walls.

"Usisi! Zingaphi izihlandlo esikuxelele ukuba ungenzi nto?!"