In a state of waiting
For us to be civilized
Or so they believed
But it is only for God
And our true image
As only he conceived

They brought books
But we know the word
And it is not spoken
Now they bring equality
We know our desires
They will not be broken

Seemingly dystopian
A society unworthy
Humans without love
Instead exotic allure
Spice aroma pallet
A silken body glove

And now your world
Where needles *****
And camels groan
While the waiting ones
Only ask to be free
From words of stone