Monday, June 17, 2013

Will I always be a slave?

Look down
From your place on
High
Down at the things
I try to give
Down on the things
I have held as 
Accomplishments
Look down on all I 
Have given you
All the dreams
I have placed
In front of you
Look down on 
My place in this
World
A downcast eye
For the emotions 
I have expressed
As well as those
I have sought to receive
Look down on all
That I am
But by looking down 
On what I express
As love
I rise up
A sudden upward glance
At my nemesis
My eyes blazing
Come to rest on my tormentor
In the mirror
The reflection speaks
A thousand words....

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