Slavery - Poem by Naveed Akram
I free the slaves of the desert,
They march through sand and stone;
Walking too much is prohibited,
Once they fail, once they crawl.
A freedom is sought, fully aware
Of the possibilities, the wrecks;
Anything of conquest is both
Understood and learnt.
Like the slavery of times too long ago,
We too gain slaves to be taught liberty.
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