A Liberated Star In Prison
A liberated star in prison
I lie miserably in the 2nd layer of the three course wall
With chains on my hand and no chance to even crawl
My beautiful black color has been demeaned
And each day comes with the possibility of my importance diminishing
I was born because of liberation
But with no liberation
I have been imprisoned
Leaving my people still in the dark
I wake up each morning to see droplets of crying blood on me
And on my yellow precious mattress which looks shiny but tattered
I try to swerve the blood and move into the green forest
But as degraded as it is there's no protection for me
The lion then seeks to devour me
The devil seeks to destroy me
And having no option
I compromise without thinking about the future
Release me from my bondage you slave masters
Liberate me so i can liberate my people
For freedom they think they have
But they do not have
If i could walk beyond this forest
My people could go a dozen times beyond the forest
But as a fictionally liberated star
I'm chained in prison together with my people
Copyright © Ben-Oni Blay | Year Posted 2018
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