This Is What You Did To Me

This is what you did to me, 

Hung me under the tall oak tree, 

I pleaded that you would leave me alone, 

But you raped and tortured me in my very own home, 

You touched my body, 

Like I was a common whore, 

Until one day I just couldn’t take it anymore, 

And worked your field ​under this life sentence bid, 

Newsom you devil, oppressor you were, 

You wouldn’t let go and continued to lure, 

At the foot of my bed you pale demonic ghost but on this night it would be your body that would roast, 

I took that club and spilt open your head, 

Chopped you to pieces once I knew you was dead, 

Burned you to ashes without any remorse, 

Stayed on that plantation waiting for my course, 

They tried me in court but I knew what my sentence would be, 

They said I wasn’t a woman but your property, 

Let the Name Celia always be in your face, 

Because this horrendous legacy you can not erase, 

This is what you did to me, 

Hung me under the tall oak tree. 

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