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Queen of Heaven
Black women in America, let the sterile tabulating machine tally your vociferous views Loud women pridefully possessing the highest voting demographics in the amber land Have your passions changed America’s cruel grain racial oppression ... Are your males still getting brutally beaten and killed? Did your strong vocal pleas get heard by your Egyptian queen of heaven? Such burning Pharaohic desires you have for your flesh-and-bone idols Will your queen of heaven make the earth shake up the superior attitude the pyramid clouds have towards you and your children? Can your queen of heaven bosom vibrate a gushing Milky Way, which will break the levee of hate that’s dam drowning you and your weak, cuckold men and chalk-face erased children? Guess your queen of heaven is waiting on her four-year period again To cast another bloody ballot for your next new favorite lying politician Black women in America, which serpent did your queen of heaven send to do the lip-service saving? Whose bifurcated tongue does she demands your freewill to knee bend Dark spirit women, you and your beggarly men, go kiss the queen of heaven’s colored cloth freshly wiped on her celestial rear end Let your doting, voting lips reek of rejection — demo-crapped on once more again As your faith in man be smeared like dung over your sun-darkened slave skin Keep on Baal worshiping the queen of heaven, until holy brimstone rain melt your idol iron chain souls from existence
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