"The Throne"

Programed to pour
the drink of the sore
programed to reach
heights beyond relief
the throne you desire
strayed you into the mire
into the dark
you see no light
into the light
you shut your sight

It's not they that do
it's what sewed in you
your doors are open
to souls that have stolen
legacies, histories, cultures
but you feed the vultures
the throne you desire
keeps you in the mire
who wears the crown
your scriptures hidden
in their ground
and you shut your sight
into the light
programed to pour
the drink of the sore


In awareness
Aaza