Empowerment
Empowered
But only for the moment
Sold into this world
But we think we own it
Big man with a gun
Shaking his fist
The double-edged sword
Attached to his hip
It hurts just as much without
As it does within
His words roll right off the tongue
Piercing the skin
Engraving the blade
Read the etches and believe
What they say, if you agree
It's a short way to the grave
But only then will you see
Copyright © Jacob Fite | Year Posted 2015
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