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We are all just slaves,
slaves to our fathers, our lovers, to society,
slaves to rules not ours to own
but nonetheless accepted, without resistance or question.
We are enslaved by our routines, our jobs, laws, thieves,
we are locked behind high walls and separation,
behind ‘should’, behind a label, behind the responsibilities we bear,
we latch onto our most prized possessions in fear it will be taken,
but it’s already gone since we’re the ones denying ourselves its joy.
We’ve been beaten, good and solid, we are enslaved by our own fear,
too afraid to dare, too afraid to take a stand, too afraid to say what we think,
we are slaves because we wouldn’t know what to do with freedom if we had it.
We are slaves because we believe what we are told by our masters
whom we outnumber ten thousand to one?
Yes, we are slaves because we believe every unsubstantiated threat,
comfortable in the straightjackets handed to us at birth,
and as slaves we will die running on a treadmill of another’s creation, for another’s gain.
Is that the legacy you want to leave behind? Do you not feel even a little angry?
I will not pass silently over this land, nor hand my children into slavery,
somewhere, this has to stop, why not here, why not now?