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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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