Owned

Come my cattle 
Come my sheep
Waddle to the place 
Where I tell you to sleep 
Stop your thinking 
Don’t utter a peep 
We are in charge 
Of you and your thought 
We pay for your ass 
Your life we bought 
Don’t ***** whine or moan 
It’s you and your ass we own 
Yes we can now say this to your face
We no longer need to hide 
We own the human race 
Do you think we ever really care? 
If you do 
Then you deserve the misery you share 
We can’t help but laugh at all you fools 
For years you’ve been our slaves 
And our obedient tools
We trained you like dogs 
And baited you like fish 
Now with the world on the brink 
All you can do is wish 
Pathetic that you have lost your sight 
Despicable that you have no fight 
You deserve to be fleeced like sheep 
Instead of standing up for yourselves 
You cower and weep
We feel no pity or remorse 
You gave us this power 
And set the course 
So please continue to wallow in shame 
You only have yourselves to blame 
As we continue to play our game 
  
Eric (and sometimes not)

lifepeoplephilosophysadfree verse

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Yoni Dvorkis

April 28, 2009 at 9:29 PM

Now we're talking. I agree with every sentence. I also feel like I can isolate about 50 families on the planet that own everyone else. Family run business in enslaving the population using money, religion, fear, terrorism, you know how it is. Have you ever heard of the movie Zeitgeist? Very in line with your thinking and they name the families involved (yes...the bushes are on their list). Powerhouse write Eric. I feel sorry I missed it for this long. -Yoni