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Servant Master
Humbly they bowed, then sworn to serve
In tattered garment , they cried out their loyalty to the poor and voiceless
Now here we are, their vow they swerve
Metamorphosing themselves into gods and oppressors
Hailing the oppressed cowards for their respect and humility which never exist
And branding those who kowtow not, as enemies of state
They defile the sacred sword with the blood of future hopes
And with an overflow of milk and honey in their mouth,
They rob the last dime of the hands that fed them.
© NEWLOVE
In tattered garment , they cried out their loyalty to the poor and voiceless
Now here we are, their vow they swerve
Metamorphosing themselves into gods and oppressors
Hailing the oppressed cowards for their respect and humility which never exist
And branding those who kowtow not, as enemies of state
They defile the sacred sword with the blood of future hopes
And with an overflow of milk and honey in their mouth,
They rob the last dime of the hands that fed them.
© NEWLOVE
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