Strangle Slavery Poem by John Sensele

Bind my bravery, bind your freedom
Beat your chest in conquest
Sow seeds of slavery and slay your fiefdom
Worse still, you emerge minus a victory vest.

Bind my mouth, bind your conscience
Beat drums of war
Sow seeds of sordid social science
Worse still, you emerge minus a sympathy soul.

Bind my hands, bind your shadow
Beat the vulnerable into submission
Sow seeds of slavery and dribble your door
Worse still, you emerge minus sane subvention.

Bind my ears, bind your soul
Beat your heart in tune with chimes of the times
Sow seeds of unity and score a guarantee goal
Worse still, you emerge minus domino dimes.