Struggling to survive in bondage
Struggling to survive in bondage to the queen of Egypt. As slaves do we render unto her a taxation of our time, possessions and even our lives. Her vain satisfaction has caused pollution in our oxygen. In the heat do we labor, in the winter do we labor;without any time to rest even on the Lords Sabbath.
A land infected with fungus, earwigs, cockroaches, flies and mold as though she was some kind of wicked prophetess casting an enchantment on the land. That there by it might enslave us because only she could “save” us because in order for us to eat and sleep we must meet her unruly demands.
A prisoner of corruption!
Her prideful heart who lusts after creating an empire run on blood money.
The field of blood will they whisper ear to ear through out the land once the truth is given into the hands of the righteous kings and judges of Justice.
Her unlawful ways have caused my life so much suffocation!
Some people think they own this earth. Sitting up high on their chariots of gold. While we lie in waste. Wasting out our lives just so they can get high off of the temporal life. For what?! Just to someday die and leave it all behind.
As the King of Israel once said, justice will not be denied me nor my family. For almost half a century these acts of diabolical dishonesty has had control of so many different innocent people. All I have left to say is ‘wickedness never was happiness’