Born To Be A Slave Poem by Rob Spiering

Jesus paid for are sins on the cross,
This leaves me at a loss,
I don't know about you but I am suffering.
Work 2 job that just pay the rent.
With the price of the day care,
every month the bills pile up.

So I rise up,
Just to be at the even line,
So you pray for the next time,
You'll have a little extra.
Just to ease the mind.
A fight that has no end.
With are government that’s no friend.
Tax and bylaw till the end,

Equality went out with the color TV.
Shivery and honor demised in front of me.