Sitting Like A Queen

Beguiling kings, misleading nations

Sacred truths she has profaned

She has left millions confused and lost

Slowly her waters have drained

Sitting like a queen, thinking she is secure

Clothed in purple and scarlet,

Adorned with gold, precious gems and pearls

Yet condemned as a harlot

She’s be mourned by a commercial system

Who mined her every resource

She will not be saved by the one she has disgraced

When she is removed by force