July 3, 2015

Slave

by Jesus Andrade (author's profile)

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Slave

The chamber closed
and I
found myself lost
Though riches were scattered all around
That meant nothing at all
I'd been swallowed whole
I found myself soul searching
crying out to the lord
As if it mattered any more
What mattered was escaping
but I couldn't
I scratched and kicked
deeper I sank
into darkness
What stared back was...
nothingness
Gold shimmered, silver twinkled
But all I could see was enslavement
I was a slave
A slave at the mercy of a cave
Slave of a slow death
a slave inside a cage
I prayed and prayed
but darkness remained
The cage suddenly became noiseless
It became still
I awoke
The cage became real
I was still... in prison

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anavaleria3 Posted 6 years, 10 months ago. ✓ Mailed 6 years, 10 months ago   Favorite
What a beautiful poem.

anavaleria3 Posted 6 years, 10 months ago. ✓ Mailed 6 years, 10 months ago   Favorite
You know how to write the best poems

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