Okunola Peace

Slave - Poem by Okunola Peace

The world is gray and stares blindly
At my world and life stark on the earth
And now, tired of her listless might:
I will talk and voice out my heart.

They believe me deaf, weak and infirm
With no ambition and desire to live
Because they have forgotten my past life
And the struggle that mould and shape me.

I was not raised in rich and lush castles
Nor did I ride horses through fields of green
Or eat foods, tasty and sweet on the lips
For I was forged in the deep and dark places.

They are wrong to find comfort in bondage
For I was sharpened by pain, hate and rage
And now that I have found love in hope's path,
None of them will survive my coming wrath.

I will crawl, bow and beg beneath their feet
Until the time when my masters are weak
For I am the spark that will set the world afire,
The mighty hammer that breaks chains asunder.

Topic(s) of this poem: epic

Form: Epic

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 15, 2018

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