THE WHITE SERPENT STILL CRAWLS
Break the odd and usher into acceptance
The heart is full of tremulous motives.
The strings ropes can’t allow
Blatant attempts to influence the future
Striving to get out of the web.
Into which we’ve been webbed for centuries
Still suffering from the paralysis of treachery
Masters they were and still they are
Not gold Coast alone but
They are now in modern malevolence
The system of servitude is now latent
So black race beware.