Am I the Oppressor
Am I the oppressor
As I returned to the place of my bondage;
As I ignored the faith of the fate in my homage;
Am I the Oppressor;
I considered all oppressions;
That is under the sun;
As I cast my reflection have my own;
Thoughts and ideas;
Is this for real...
Am I the Oppressor;
and one constrains better;
did you open the letter;
it says....
I am yes Am I
yes I am, I am the Oppressor;
Who knows the spirit of man that goes up;
As a slave set free;
Long eternal life in liberty I long...
Am I the Oppressor;
I have not any comforter;
I'm on the side of the oppressors;
Guilt ridden mammal whose done wrong;
Stop the pressure, bless me now I'm no longer the oppressor
Am I the oppressor, No, now I am
The Intercessor
Written by James E. Lee Sr.
June 12 2007(c)
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2017
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