Slave Since My Birth
A Robin Hood I'd love to be,
Stealing from the rich, but not just for me.
I know it would make me happy, I know it would make me smile
People dying of hunger and thirst is what I find vile.
The Banksters I believe deserve to die
For their power, they'll murder, cheat and lie.
The money I'd steal wouldn't really be theirs
You'll see it's all fake when you pull back the layers.
Most of the people working forty plus hours
They can't afford to eat because the Banksters have all the powers.
All I really want to do is change the game
Nothing ever changes it's always been the same.
The ruling class think differently to me and you
They work you like a slave and you haven't got a clue.
You'll never change or get very far
While you're picking up crumbs from their cookie jar.
They show you what they have to make you go green
They'll never let you make it and that's how its always been.
You're blood is red it doesn't run blue
You're just a piece of ****, stuck to their shoe.
The people need to wake and see their chains
Think for yourselves and start using your brains.
I was born with chains I could never feel or see
Only when I opened my mind I saw I could be free.
Copyright © Bleddyn Pullen | Year Posted 2017
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