Telling them
I shall sit them down
And use your theaterics
To weave bundle of tales
To these un born under the moon eyes

I shall yarn them
How you came through the sea
With a bible and a bait
How you fed us with the word
And still feed them with our sweat
How you sequestrate your mentality
Returning it a piece albeit adulterated
I shall tell them
How you frustrate ......
I shall recall ..............

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