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A Child Of Slavery
I am what I am no change comes to mind. To some am just an
Obstruction, a blunt object despised by all. I got my uses yet
None is noticed, hopes and dreams are trampled by passing
Commands. I am a child of slavery I toil on your commands.
A new day breaks morning dew awakens me, I must be in paradise
Yet a heavy burden weighs mi down, am too poor to raise ma hands,
I bow down to all. At times when alone during the silvery moon I
Picture my life different from what it is, and softly drift to
Sleep, this is my lullaby with out it I can’t push on. I seek for