Unfaithful Woman/Babylon 666
This poem, Unfaithful Woman/Babylon 666, is included in my upcoming album Wedding Invitation. While recording the album, I wondered if it truly belonged with the others. All the other poems are about women who have responded to the call to become part of God’s faithful people. However, this woman has instead set up her own kingdom and is only interested in being called by the names of God.
It is the same way sin entered. It was strange, a mystery. Sin does not belong with God, it is rebellion against God. I had to include this poem because it is a warning to stay away from what this woman symbolizes. Remember God uses the symbol of a woman to represent his people. However, this woman, like sin is a mystery. She does not represent God’s people. She represents all those who refuse to worship God in spirit and in truth. A recorded version set to music will be available in August. See the poem below.
Unfaithful Woman/Babylon 666
You see that woman riding that scarlet, seven-headed beast with ten horns? That woman, she’s deadly. Murderer, liar, persecutor, slave driver, plunderer Mother of harlots, rebellious. That woman, she is a pit don’t drop in it! Sitting pretty, decked out in gold with precious stones, that woman Is a cannibal! Devouring the flesh of prophets while licking her fingers and licking her lips, drunk with the blood of the righteous confusion, deception. That woman, she is a death trap stand back! Richly dressed in scarlet and purple but she a nuh nutt’n but a counterfeit! Abomination of desolation, she’s vicious run for your life that woman is the devil’s wife! She is a ticking time bomb, run! Thinking she shall see no sorrow deceiving sellers and buyers she’s a trickster, witchcraft worker vampire! Sucking the life out of all who won’t worship her. Sitting pretty from her city but those seven heads of her scarlet beast, those seven mountains of her city going crash and dash into the sea! That woman, tamper with the Decalogue! That woman wish she was God. Envious, blasphemous she’s a graveyard filled with dead bodies. Leave her, don’t die with her. Babylon you doomed!