Solomon had many Wives

Solomon had many wives
But Sheba was a queen
She gave him many presents
But she also had her dreams.

His wives lived lives of luxury
Inside a big hotel
Solomon lived in heaven
Sheba lived in hell.

She lived out in the poor streets
In a house of broken love
Where virgins were a sacrifice
And tenements ran with blood

She stole a pure white wedding dress
Then stole a forty-five
And shot her way to freedom
Leaving no one left alive.

She heard of a penthouse
That shone like diamond light
By a flowing river
Beneath a starry night.

She took her stolen goods
Her guns, her wedding veil
Aand crossed the city limits
With a patrol car on her tail.

Sheba was a back-street girl
Who lived to make dreams real.
Solomon was a millionaire
Who knew what cards to deal.

She took him many presents
His secrets to unroll
But Solomon was a wise man
And saw inside her soul.

He called the chief inspector
Who knew her terrible crimes
He waited in the streets outside
A police force for the times.

But Sheba fell for Solomon
And wore her wedding dress
And promised to reform her ways
When he put her to the test.

She said she would repay the state
All the things she stole
And went out of the front door
Into the night so cold.

The jealous wives called state police
Who knew her terrible crimes
They waited in the streets outside
With their machine guns and their knives

A hundred city policemen
Fired their guns so loud
She fell dead in her wedding dress
Into the streets so proud.

And Solomon wept to hear of it
The executions roar
When Sheba’s dreams were ended
In the silence after the storm.

His many wives got jealous
And called the state police
Who surrounded Solomon’s palace
Prepared for a blood feast.

Published by blackbird212012

I wish to develop as an artist songwriter.

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