Collecting my tears in my cupped hands Feeling the aches by the leashes of wips Some of the bodies still sway as it hangs Slaves are we, fetch gold till our skin rips
They call themselves the clean beings Their skin flashed white while ours dark They say we are ***** and our blood stinks And stamp our backs with a hot rod to mark
I am a girl with so many broken dreams Trapped in slavery with other unfortunate slaves My mouth is sealed yet my soul desperately screams I wonder why people of such, declare godly behaves
My mind is numb, my body is torn I am used by many, as a nights babie doll I wish I wasn't a female to be born No one comes for my rescue, whenever I call
I am so done living like a house without a door No knocks, no greets, just entered by goons Each night I have to kiss the filthy floor Beaten, ripped, spitted...no one hears my moans
Tonight I am passing out from this world for good My life is worthless among these hungry lords I am not gonna be another meal or fleshy food My soul can no longer bear the wrath nor, my body can afford...