Babylon
my uncle was married
before he met her
sure it was to his first cousin
My brother was trying to help her
she cried for days about being raped
My grandmother gave her a job
and a place to stay
Friends with benefits
to my uncle and brother
family upset
not realising she is a con artist
My brother and Uncle
kindling a family feud
over a woman who conned my grandma
my brother and then my uncle
I live in the same building as her
after my brother lost his head
and i don't blame him
evicted from a whole village
leaving me stuck here, trapped
she walks into a room
the men bend over backwards
I try to tell her to stop wasting men's time
for their money
lieing about love is a dangerous game
men get upset when they have been conned through sex
when they could have spent that time
with someone genuine
The village in unrest
busy trying to justify her for being the victom she claims to be
In this situation at no fault of my own
I just sit here and wait for her to make the same mistakes
so it will be clear to them what the truth is when i tell them all
she conned my grandma
lied about love to my brother
split up my aunt and uncle
and now shes in a position of power over what people here think of me
Not for long though
the truth will rise
They will all know soon
the black and white of her inbetween the lines
She is babylon to me
a headless beast with breasts
apparently no oone thinks of the situation through my eyes
just easier to use babylon for sex
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