Soft Chains - Cold Steel
Soft Chains – Cold Steel
cold steel and darkened hold
bound for destinys untold
asea in darkened misery
a towering flame – laid cold.
unbound in aftermath of strife
adrift in memories of life
fading in the pain of emptiness
the faces of a child, a wife.
dreams, forbidden wants and need
reduced to wooden ploughs and seed
subsistence farming sharing crops
hearts stolen by land owners greed.
time and generations still oppressed
rebellious music of the Afro tressed
fists to signify a races pride
marches to force the past redressed.
movement to the front from buses rear
courage to face oppressors fear
those who dared not lift their eyes
believing the dream one held so dear.
soft chains of manipulations dread
attempting to control a movements head
unable to comprehend the truth
that millions believed the words he said.
nurtured the seeds that he had sown
on freedom’s winds as they were blown
demanding that now must be the time
to face down the clubs and hatred thrown.
sadly the tone of skin and voice
still affect the definition of each choice
succumbing to the psyche of the bonds
re-emerging in an unforgiving noise.
submitted to – Writings in a Black Perspective… - Poetry Contest
sponsor – Verlena S. Walker
Copyright © John lawless | Year Posted 2015