Demands of Freedom

..poem?

 

 

Give me Death, or give me Liberty;

The choice is up to you, Master.

I've served you Loyaly many winters,

Every sun, skipping no moons.

For you Master, it would seem my Exsistence.

My life orbits yours.

Your Pleasure is my Goal, long-time and short-time.

Your Command is my Wish, even before you speak it.

But the time has come 

That my lease is Broken.

Charge me Master!

Take my All!

Though I have nothing.

All that is Mine is already Yours, Master.

Free me Eternally,

My Time is over.

As I lie here, you beg of me more,

But what more can I do?

It is over Master, just accept it.

Master, Master!

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Such power and struggle in the words. Poem is amazing. I had to read again. A excellent poem. Thank you for sharing.
Coyote