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!