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::: Now They Take Our Shoes :::

Ancient ports of Africa
Beryl, Onyx, Topaz, too
Ivory, gold and ebony
Soldiers, now they take our shoes

Sister dances
For the men
Who bought her
And took her in

Charities tell
Hopeful mother
Africa
Is like no other

They can help her
Manage things
But with meds
She’s weakening

Which is worse
The medicines
Made by unknown
Western hands?

Master races
Yet are here
Lulling us
So we won’t fear

Agencies
Each having vision
News releases
Need revision

Good news here
Is hard to see
But World Vision
Ironically ...

Shapes the news
Read far away
Eagerly
The donors pay

Christian money
Used to train
Assassins
Who will ease our pain

Like a tiger
The killer waits
Till the weak
Have crossed his plate

Pulls the trigger
Cleansing us
We lie bleeding
In the dust

Few resources
To go around
But it’s taken
From our ground

Globalism
Is self preservation
And so we die
From their starvation

Killing deer
Thins their populations
Who taught the west
About natural selection?