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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