Theocracy

Upon heavens
My blistering tong
Be sealed

Do not cry
For mother earth weeps
From the freckles and shackles
Of capitalism

Upon faith
Let money be history
The soils of the earth
Boggy messy with innocent Sins

Winners and losers
Shackles to shackles
Freckles to freckles
We loose no time in our quest

Let God be the highest priest
Let’s rule this nation
In Gods mercy
In deity there is hope.

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