Dem sign di papers. Dem seal di deal. Now mi show dem How di consequence feel. Mi carve dem titles inna wax, press di seal, Every crooked deal dem sign, now dem feel. One drop pon di parchment, one knot inna thread, Now dem hear fingernails a scrape beneath dem bed. Blood seep from dem nostrils, stain di speech dem write, Red leak from dem ears inna dead a night. Dem jaw lock tight when dem try call fi aid, Same mouth weh sell lies now choke when dem pray. Voodoo spells—blood stain dem silk, All dem stolen gold cyaan stop di blood weh spill. Red tears run when di candle dem flare, Mouth full a blood while dem gasp fi air. Pain inna dem marrow, frost inna dem chest, Gold pon di pillow, but dem cyaan rest. Dem bolt every door, put guards outside— But mi curse already deh inside. Mi twist di wax figures—watch di wineglass tilt, Dem claw at dem collars, sweat soak through di silk. Big donors double over at di banquet spread, Wine still inna di bottle, but dem teeth all red. Blood from every opening, soak through dem clothes, Mi tighten one more knot—every muscle dem own froze. Every cramp keep time wid di clock pon di wall, Mi whisper one more verse—hear di chandelier fall. Dem count dem money—di pain nah cease, Dem call fi dem guards, but dem still cyaan find peace. Dem scrub di white marble—di stain spread wide, Who dem a go bribe when di curse deh inside? Voodoo spells—blood stain dem silk, All dem stolen gold cyaan stop di blood weh spill. Red tears run when di candle dem flare, Mouth full a blood while dem gasp fi air. Pain inna dem marrow, frost inna dem chest, Gold pon di pillow, but dem cyaan rest. Dem bolt every door, put guards outside— But mi curse already deh inside. No speech tonight. No cameras. Just dem… A now di bill come due.
