ADENUGA TITILAYO


Mental Slavery


Freedom running about
searching for its opposite unlucky victims
alas! here they are
bound in chains
poor eyes for you are too naked to see

Though the unlucky victims
move about carrying the tag FREEDOM with them
its a pity
to know that the set of their minds
had been tightly chained

But then in these people
lies strength
inner strength i must say
for their physical strength had been tamed to sleep
or perhaps wiped off

This strength stirs up in them
while it stirs
it tends to fine tune the set of their minds
and partly open their eyes
even though all they do is stare

Strength entangled in chains
what a pity
even the carriers carry it aimlessly about
unalert to its a abilities
to move and shake mountains
but coiled up in chained bottles
what then do we do
only and if only...

Submitted: Monday, November 12, 2012
Edited: Monday, November 12, 2012

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I thought of how humans undermine the strength and ability of the mind. I thought that if the mind can be reached and enriched with positive things then the entire body would flow with milk and honey and powerful ideas to rule the world.

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