Poetry

Monday, 27 February 2023

Sugar and shit

 Sometimes gold it shimmers like spit

For all I'm told it's sugar and shit

Get back on your horse and ride like hell

Can you hear the church tower ring that bell

Town of forgiveness the red and the green

Can I get a witness for all that I've seen

Big boy coming barrels and wells

They dropped the bomb on Madams' hotels

Butterflies erupt like volcanoes

Better kiss a butter cup before she knows

But it all shines up like gold and spit

But I could sworn it looked like

Sugar and shit


All the rocking ships out at sea

Ringing their bells of liberty

Ringing for the broken chains of slavery

Lying on the rocks at the bottom of the sea


Hear them coming marching out the pit

Some are humming some they spit

The bitter rum, the tongue of flames split

But it's all the same just sugar and shit


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