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Prisoner

Prisoner Please do not look at me Do not wipe away my tears I am so pathetic Tied and chained Held as a pet by man But, I am not a pet I am a father Two kids and a mate Now, they are just a memory Living in a forest so far away We climbed and swung together Ran across the jungle floor We are always together We were always a family I was born to live free In the world where God placed me Others are still being trapped Sold and traded as pets Slaves to men who really don’t care Tortured and chained for amusement Someday someone will learn They will free us We will be allowed once again To live, play and raise our young The way we were meant to

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