Prison
Born in a cage
Worried about the time
My concern is the time
Lunchtime, tea time just time
It’s going to be dark, a Monday
Should I write on the walls
Which date I think it is
The following day when the sun comes.
Should I count the hours
What is all of this?
A prison cell
No clue of what is happening
Out of the cells but locked
Some ask how many kids belong to the king
You won’t know that coz you not the slave
Which kids belongs to the king
I don’t know do they have a calendar or gadget
Do you see them with books or cars?
They are kings kids oh royalty
Enslavement
You might be enslaved by the men you serving
Is he the royal king, thy Majesty?
Ah your worship, the great one.
Thy servants cleaning dishes, ironing, cooking
For thy royal one who will bear kids for the king.
Which ones are thee King’s children?
How many kids belong to the king?
Princess Moana of the ocean
It’s a wedding with the Prince of the Shore
A transporter shipping commuters into the world
They arrive at the bank to pay.
They are just kids asked to pay every breath they take in this bank world.
Who asked for us to be shipped, did we ask to be shipped to the world?
Where is this?
Where are we?
Who boarded the flight that landed us here?
We are just children.
We just children
Protect us
Guide us
Support us
Strengthen us
Encourage us
Listen to us
Love us