Master's Call Part 1 Poem by James T. Abel Adesitimi

Hear thy master's call
you that commune with forbidden angels
to bring you fortune in abundance
pleasure in replacement of thy soul
following the path of that ancient traitor
but neglecting thy master's will
you've gone a thousand mile astray
o come back to me now my son!
To the glory of thy father
and i'll make you clean
hear thy master's call
before you make thy exit to the grave
to the begining of thy end
into that warming pit
where bones expose to fiery furnace
and holding ceremony in anguish
here and there
together alacking sounds in a single tone
hear thy master's call
you that practice truth before the crowds
'i'll make this nation white'
but in thy corner, you embrace black
driving our democracy crazy
Also building bridges on Atlantic
come back to me my son!
Before you go beyond the world