Tuesday, 11 December 2012

Slaves...

As I wade through the waters
Of the slaveships I sought to escape
Caves cover my path
I stay hovering
Behind the shadow of the crag
Stay humbly masked
From the vision of kings
That sail in front of me
Behind the covering of the rock
I stay and watch the thieves
Shackle new prisoners
To lead them to the mortuary
So debauchery caught the peeps
That had sought release
Freedom seekers
Were chained in bonds 
As they fought to breathe
Fit for the slaughter
These ones had sought from the
One sitting on the beast
Dressed in emporial
Linen, she demanded their attention
And they bought from her
Were lured into the sea
By brethren who had courted her......
That whore she has a name
Babylon the great
And she sells her wares to unsuspecting
Mandem on their faith
So don't get caught
By her smiles or her promises
Of glory and honour
In her mansions are only slaves

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