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Modern Day Slaves

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By Sheenamarie JonesPublished 3 years ago 2 min read

Take a look around and tell me what you see

Is it just me? Or is the separation widening?

We have never been more divided

There has never been more lies given

More lives ruined

Its been brewing for a while now

All these idols we've been bowing down to

God did shut down the distractions

Club hopping the social interactions

Where our smiles were that's where the mask is

We been blasted with the video footage

Of a world that's really going through it

People are losing it all and possessions should be reconsidered

Because tangible items amount to little

The reward in riches require kingdom business

I stand as a witness

Giving testimony, always telling my story, but God gets the glory

So take a look around and tell me what you see?

Is it just me or is the truth even known?

We all doing our own thing

He said flesh to flesh bone to bone

But we just got a bone to pick with each other

Daughters fighting with Mothers

Fathers don't even bother breaking the curse that started with our forefathers

But how do we solve this?

Stop black on black crime?

Defund the police?

If we burn down some buildings and protest in the streets

We can change the laws and Supreme Court seats

Vote locally and hope to defeat the enemy

All that's great but we negate one thing

And the lack of His presence only brings much pain

Why sell your soul to the world for such little change?

So take a look around and tell me what you see?

It can't be just me that sees the mind control and mental slavery

Just took a little rearranging of the truth

So they can control the things we do

To cell phones are our hands glued

Facebook, Snapchat, YouTube

And now they know more about you than you do

Bamboozled and for whose benefit?

We just a money pit to be taken from

Then tossed aside when it's no longer fun

Reality and fantasy mixed with deceit

Not enough likes then the pic is deleted

Measuring love by the click of a button

Create a new life, go from nothing to something

Might feel alive but we spiritually dead

Might feel full but we really need bread

Not cheddar, not broccoli or c.r.e.a.m

Not flexin' on the gram with green Benjamins replacing peace

Viscous cycle with no relief

All these Indians not enough chiefs

Wonder why that viscous cycle repeats

So take a look around and tell me what you see

Those who inherit the earth will be humble and meek

They will seek the kingdom first

They will have the faith the size of a mustard seed at least

They will stand firm on who they believe in

It's a win win when in the end you become free from sin

God calls us all back to Him

But every slave didn't want to be free

So take a look around and tell me what you see?

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Sheenamarie Jones

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