The Slave Masters Confession
For I have mocked the Lord
Made a Mockery of the word
Lies and deceit in this world
I’m sure you all have heard
Blood ,sweat , pain and tears
For my mischief I unleashed throughout the years
Have lead some in this life to believe in hope
A lot of us to our fears
For those that will never care
A lie you choose , but never to share
The whips we used on women and men
We seem too never have cared
We have brought the world to its knees
Lied to our children and poisoned the seas
For there is no more fruit that is beared from the trees
Will you my lord consider my plan
For I don’t know anymore ,who I am
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