Foreigner

Foreigner

I see the spirit, He tore me down in a dark corner
White foreigner took my blade, and tied me down
A long while, we stood down in cold snow in the sunshine state
Hail be praised upon our soft heads,
Sailing past golden lands, feeling no peace in golden hands
A steed we ride along the ocean waves, Heed we watch among gifts we shaved

Hide among a grave of Fleece, Peace finally made under soil covered in dead leaves
A life of war stole my serenity, A wife of gore stole my sanity among the white mans cave
Freedoms slave, My life committed, I rave the white mans deeds..
I sowed them seeds, When I am truly the one that leads...
ShallowDreamers ShallowDreamers
26-30, M
2 Responses Dec 9, 2012

nice

This is truly beautiful.

Thank you!