Dear Believer

Location

Came unto us was a machine

A device

An aid

The people say

 

To who shall this be accepted

Do we no longer have the option of choice?

Hands by our sides

 

Deeper and deeper

We become so submissive to the enemy

Head between our knees

 

Our hive has been robbed

Precious honey scattered carelessly

Eyes looking the other way

 

Our salvation, Our dire future

The people say

Dear Believer

Where have you gone

 

 

 

 

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