The Wolf, the Djinn and the Pirate Ship
During my travels through the sea I noticed a golden lamp just floating towards me
Soon I came to notice what's inside is more than just mere treasure!
I dried it clean from the dirty sea but out of nowhere it started to shine bright in my eyes
Smoke was pouring out from its spout and then out came a big surprise!
I'll grant you a wish
It could be anything
It could be money, (Or a boat?)
Or a boat
Hold on
These chains 'round your neck
Do they hurt - are you in pain?
Don't worry about me - for this pain, and these chains are endless
Rosa, the young pirate prodigy
You tread on the weak and just kick dirt in their face
By exploiting the kind, you're just a lowly coward
I've chosen my sword to deliver cold death
What will you do now that you're in the corner?
We are not all just weak and powerless slaves
By coming back here I'll make you surely regret it
There's no way you'll win, so I'll give you a choice
Will you face your own death or will you just run?
Why do people always have to close their eyes
And run away from all their fears?
Couldn't we all live in a much better world?
But nothing is ever that ideal
People tread on the weak and don't acknowledge their lives
By playing this game we cannot all be the winners
I've chosen my sword to see the liberation
Of the people who fall victim to this chaos
We are not all just weak and powerless slaves
If you give us a chance, we'll simply rise above you
I've planted a seed to sow change in this world
Will it bear fruit or will it just rot?
Soon I came to notice what's inside is more than just mere treasure!
I dried it clean from the dirty sea but out of nowhere it started to shine bright in my eyes
Smoke was pouring out from its spout and then out came a big surprise!
I'll grant you a wish
It could be anything
It could be money, (Or a boat?)
Or a boat
Hold on
These chains 'round your neck
Do they hurt - are you in pain?
Don't worry about me - for this pain, and these chains are endless
Rosa, the young pirate prodigy
You tread on the weak and just kick dirt in their face
By exploiting the kind, you're just a lowly coward
I've chosen my sword to deliver cold death
What will you do now that you're in the corner?
We are not all just weak and powerless slaves
By coming back here I'll make you surely regret it
There's no way you'll win, so I'll give you a choice
Will you face your own death or will you just run?
Why do people always have to close their eyes
And run away from all their fears?
Couldn't we all live in a much better world?
But nothing is ever that ideal
People tread on the weak and don't acknowledge their lives
By playing this game we cannot all be the winners
I've chosen my sword to see the liberation
Of the people who fall victim to this chaos
We are not all just weak and powerless slaves
If you give us a chance, we'll simply rise above you
I've planted a seed to sow change in this world
Will it bear fruit or will it just rot?
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Writer(s): Kieron Gibbons
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