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Pharoah's
Put to the waters
not by a slave
choices are for the privileged
cake for the poor
climb from the rubble
of my mother's womb
looks as though my basket
made it to shore
is the blood on my hands yours
bastards in the blooming
make for uncomfortable truths
love a whisper in the winds
her touch a myth
gold and silver
hanging around your neck
shame her till eternal sleep
Pharoah's put us to the waters
standing on bones of my brothers and sisters
orphans and widows
kings and their greed
what will we be
what will we be
what will we be
what will we be!
not by a slave
choices are for the privileged
cake for the poor
climb from the rubble
of my mother's womb
looks as though my basket
made it to shore
is the blood on my hands yours
bastards in the blooming
make for uncomfortable truths
love a whisper in the winds
her touch a myth
gold and silver
hanging around your neck
shame her till eternal sleep
Pharoah's put us to the waters
standing on bones of my brothers and sisters
orphans and widows
kings and their greed
what will we be
what will we be
what will we be
what will we be!
Published 22nd Feb 2025
| Edited 25th Feb 2025
Author's Note
Forgive yourself of yesterday it is not here and cannot stay.
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22nd Feb 2025 5:48pm
23rd Feb 2025 2:02pm
22nd Feb 2025 5:59pm
You went extra deep with this one. It has a ring of the ages to it, evoking ancient memories that still hold today. Fascinating.
23rd Feb 2025 2:03pm
23rd Feb 2025 4:41am
Powerful write, Bat. Liked this a lot, my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Damian
23rd Feb 2025 2:05pm
Very depictive of underappreciated and unconsidered life. This really cries out in need of purpose and reckoning, at least for the plot and protagonism that can go back in any accord of man's history. In that is some sort of unfair treatment to the rest of humanity, and the ultimate doom uncertain at the end. Reminds me of Exodus, obviously, and the lack of identity in scripture. This is exactly why there's a need for transition of ages, and allocation of truth to be earth wide. Mankind cannot govern himself on his own. Look at democracy.
23rd Feb 2025 2:07pm
Thank you for the read Connotation. We are so many things as we spend less than the blink of an eye here. Fascinating. May peace be with you.
Bat
Bat
