A Liberated Star In Prison

A liberated star in prison I lie miserably in the 2nd layer of the three course wall With chains on my hand and no chance to even crawl My beautiful black color has been demeaned And each day comes with the possibility of my importance diminishing I was born because of liberation But with no liberation I have been imprisoned Leaving my people still in the dark I wake up each morning to see droplets of crying blood on me And on my yellow precious mattress which looks shiny but tattered I try to swerve the blood and move into the green forest But as degraded as it is there's no protection for me The lion then seeks to devour me The devil seeks to destroy me And having no option I compromise without thinking about the future Release me from my bondage you slave masters Liberate me so i can liberate my people For freedom they think they have But they do not have If i could walk beyond this forest My people could go a dozen times beyond the forest But as a fictionally liberated star I'm chained in prison together with my people