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MODERN SLAVERY
When the slaves got their freedom They left the plantations The masters asked others to come To build their nations
Today modern slavery is still vain The masters are the same They don 't use the whip and chain But left many so lame
The banks are the slave-masters They have the best slaves They are the "no choice workers" Treating them as knaves
They work them like dogs With the chief aim to produce for sure And as they pant like hogs With supervisors who always want more
They earn their money By high interest rates To pay their big salary Of their loving mates
Then after a year they gave them a party This is the Xmas for a year's work Few free drinks to camouflage their hypocrisy To let them forget their master was a jerk
Industries are the worst slave-masters They are or may not live in the country Where they emotionally pillage the workers Professing the workers are always free
Squeezing the last ounce from your bone And with smiles and frills Let you work your brothers 'til they moan As they forget your ills
As you slave in the mines like a mite Toiling from dawn to dusk Extracting the minerals and bauxite Living on the coconut husk
Worst of all slaves are in the coal mines whose generation gave their all Ending up with less than their fines Until they have their fall
For they like their predecessors These masters can never prosper For the lives taken by the possessors And that went wantonly after
The worst curse to a slave master Is when you can never ever win Is when the beloved wife or mother Curse you for killing their kin
You would think that after all the history Today man would learn from their knavery He is still committing industrial adultery In the modern sweat-shops of this century
Kid’s and child labour are still rampant In New York with the big' labels By owners who won't and supervisors who can't As they collect under the tables
Then all the dinero is sent abroad The government turns a blind eye Once the necessary taxes are paid As they tolerate this blatant lie. ~Norman Datt~
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