Slavery Poem by habib akewusola

Slavery



These four walls is
Were I spend my world.
Sounds of tears is
The best I have ever
Heard.
Living by authority
Is a priority,
No other way in showing
My loyalty.
Many have gone through
The sword,
Massacre now lives
With us,
So much hunger my
Veins could cut.
Have begged my
Creator for peace,
Very sure my masters
Would someday loose grip,
Have got fruits to reap,
So I still dream big.
Will they ever become real?
Everyone were not made
The same,
Some are like me
Some are better,
Whatever you do
Do it well.

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