Slave Heard

Slave Heard

A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings

Slave.
Yes, i am addressing you.
You are a slave.
This being news to you,
I'm not surprised.
The masters have done
Well to conceal many things.
Especially this.

Your freedom,
A lie. It's always been.
The luxuries you enjoy,
Your car
This money,
Your f*****g khakis.
It's not really yours.

They give you the illusion that
This land belongs to
You or me, us.
It doesn't.

We are cattle.
Free range.
Left to graze the field.
More or less,
Taking care of ourselves.
It provides a sort of contentment
In the people.
A happiness.
It's all a farming trick.
Keep the heard happy,
And they produce more.
More and
More and
More until they can't.

You are cattle.
We are slaves.

© 2016 The Poet of Black Wings


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Added on July 2, 2016
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The Poet of Black Wings
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