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Slavery

SLAVERY . They said; If I count, and I walk twenty-two steps back I will find death somewhere in mother's eyes They said; When I'm twenty-seven, and I become a man I will read meaning to the jargons on my palm . They said; If I begin to find fun when girls raise their skirts I will lead a busy, and a bloody course to death They said; If I seek comfort from the cold caress of beer I will lose my spirit, and heaven doesn't care . ( But who are they? ) . They are the men who have conquered hell And have massacre the living proof of mortality They are the priests who call us brethren But knot our tongues off the taste of humanity They are clergies, in turbans, who speak spells But teach us that magic is evil and brutality . I have read from the Bible, and the Qur'an I have found nothing but the truth of slavery I have seen what the books make of human I have heard how they jeopardize our bravery I have had a taste of how we become mutants I have seen them subject our sanity to mockery . ( This is how to steal your freedom ) . Touch gently the two thousand and seven teens Feel those prophecies, see if any has come true Sleep, and make lust a woman in your dreams Check if the day will break upon your face too You shall know the truth, and shall grow wings Then you can fly from the slavery you pray to . . Micheal Ace #magicalpoetry ©ACEworld

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