SHACKLED AND CHAINED
We prosper in our ways by doing what is wrong,
we boast and brag and think we're very strong,
payback on a day comes knocking at our door,
when we see the cost it throws us to the floor.
Helplessly we stand to face the doom,
as thunderous clouds bring sorrow and gloom,
enormous frustrations make us rant and rage,
as we can't find the corner to turn the page.
In deep despair we cry out for the light,
the glorious days when all was clear and bright,
when truth and honesty was the way of life,
where we didn't have to flee from a stabbing knife
We long for the days when we had freedom of choice,
where we didn't have to bow down to defilements voice,
where purity and fairness was the justice in the land,
where no wrongs or deceit was found in our hand. ©
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