![]() Slave HeardA Poem by The Poet of Black Wings
Slave.
Yes, i am addressing you. You are a slave. This being news to you, I'm not surprised. The masters have done Well to conceal many things. Especially this. Your freedom, A lie. It's always been. The luxuries you enjoy, Your car This money, Your f*****g khakis. It's not really yours. They give you the illusion that This land belongs to You or me, us. It doesn't. We are cattle. Free range. Left to graze the field. More or less, Taking care of ourselves. It provides a sort of contentment In the people. A happiness. It's all a farming trick. Keep the heard happy, And they produce more. More and More and More until they can't. You are cattle. We are slaves. © 2016 The Poet of Black Wings |
Author![]() The Poet of Black WingsAbouti hope my poems, among other writings, will speak for me. Edit - Full disclosure, if you ask me to read something, I will, and I'll be brutally honest about what I think about it. So, be ready for .. more..Writing
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