Who Really is the Faithful and Discreet Slave?
They, for us, the way of truth pave.
High in the tower these men sit
Feeding us rules that don't seem to fit.
We try to do everything they say
Lest we should ever stumble from "The Way".
To question them is to question God
This allows them to rule with an iron rod.
Broken promises plague us day to day
Yet we listen to each word they say.
They tell us we live in a Spiritual Paradise
Our entire life is such a small price.
We give up our money and families too
To this slave we want to be true.
The Governing Body is surely elite
They expect us to bow at their feet.
Let's look at this with open eyes
Isn't it time we all get wise?
They don't have to work and are always fed
They're treated like princes it's been often said.
Travel, cars, insurance, they get it all
Give more money and time is a constant call.
We go to meetings and work all day
When we're out in service, where are they?
Pioneers and publishers are really "the slave"
To an organization we still want to save.
They speak for God or so they say
Presumptuousness certainly is their way.
The mystique that surrounds them is gone now
With much healing, Christain freedom we can now allow.
A Paradise Earth with them in the lead
What a frightening thought that is indeed.
Submitted for a friend. IBAT