THE SLAVES

THE SLAVES

After liberation from master

Then unity popped off

From the midst of slaves

Uneasy the battle though

Rattles

Rages

They keeled over always

Then the game dared the hunter

Thus demanding chance to be freed

For long it persisted

Initially cold

Then became hot

Left with no choice

The chained were freed

But their mind still chained

Divided according to interest

From pole each represents\

Blacks becomes ready agents

Of powers who dictate

The pace because they pay

To buy guts to love folks

Mind slavery feeds on insecurity

Brainwashing us that we can’t be

Until we’re told how to be

Say no to this greed

And come out of cave

To work for common goal