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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Emotional >> ID #1637336  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
"To Bare My Soul"
Paid a dollar for my soul, trying to feed a family.
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A cheating heart
that blinds a man to sin
seeing the marble statue
tall and slim to sell her soul
hidden within the purple robe.

Her body bruised and torn
his hands fondling her
there within her mind
a dollar for her fate
her family starving,

hiding in the reeds
there to catch a fish
near the city by the sea
sharing it with broken bread
hidden away in the churchyard.

Their spying eyes to escape
chained together in a row
with those who cry
no salvation here
for the slaves.

Where to now
and bow in prayer
the memory of it all
his sacrifice on the hill
blood and wine to save us,

released from oppression
no need to bare the body
afraid before the Savior
our God to guide us
a slave not for sale.

The false democracy
born in man to be white
his slaves hidden in ships
dark the nights to cry alone
why a reason to be born at all,

working from dawn to dusk
the pay a kick in the butt
the slave another race
trying to be white
a cheating heart.


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