Unbound
We are bound by the shackles in our minds
Stripped of our identities
Replaced by numbers
Grouped by the color of our skin
Killed by our own
Wasting away by the wayside
Overlooked by our environment
Forgetting what we come from
Accepting what we are taught
Slowly we loose ourselves
Reimagining a new self
To fit in to what would make you feel safe
Just to loose ourselves again
We were kings and queens
Society made us pawns
We were masters of our own destiny
Now we look over our shoulders
The shackles are fragile
Easily broken
We are not lambs to the slaughter
Just like the sun we will rise.
Copyright © Dee Davis | Year Posted 2021
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