How Could They
how dare they
how dare they make me
a slave
how dare they
one hand
one balled up hand
to make one balled up fist
how could they
how could they make me a slave
how could i make a plea
a plea for clemency
hand on ground
fingers clutching soil
knees bend on dirt
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how dare they
how dare they supremely restrain me
assemble my broken heart in to slavery
how dare they
one feeble exhausted hand
one balled up fatigued hand
to make one balled up, belligerent fist
how could they
how could they make me a slave
how could i make a plea
a plea for clemency
hand on ground
fingers clutching soil
knees bend on dirt
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2017
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