One fast one--from a thread on LBN

[vixengrl]

http://www.newsobserver.com/news/story/1913619p-8258411c.html


Slave Rag


Happy in my chains,
happy with a word,
happy with so little.
happy with my Lord.

I need nothing but the sky
but the air, but the food
that he gives me,
nothing but correction and
the stern protection.

Happy with the scourge,
happy with the whip
happy when I stumble,
happy when I slip.

I need nothing but my child
but my baby Lord he took him,
need nothing but my love
nothing I got and
nothing I can have.


Happy with my lot,
happy with my yoke,
happy I’m healthy,
until the day I broke.

Like a dam, Lord .