Oppression |
The Sun beats down on my neck, relentless, burning Sweat dripping off me, my body screams in pain I raise my pick, the rhythm is hypnotic Where am I? How did I get here? Who am I? I am not alone, I know my place Rags for clothes, scruffy, just how they want us This is not justice, I am innocent I am a free man inside, which keeps me going Nineteen years I am told, how long has it really been The seasons merge into one, it is always hot The sound of metal on rock clangs through me The hairs on my neck prickle as I hear the jeep I pick up speed; I don’t want to be punished They come in pairs; they force me to my knees I feel the searing pain of metal into my sunburned back And then there is nothing, it is all dark I wake up on a cold floor, the lights invade my eyes My head throbs where I was struck, I look around A concrete cell, 6 by 6 A guard outside, he sees me and yells out What did I do? Why did they come for me? Surely that was the question on the lips of every man before me I am a number to them They have quotas I am sure to die here, I think of my family I hope they are still alive I hear a scream from the cell next to mine, then a single shot The scream is gone, but footsteps draw nearer I am forced to my feet, this is it And the wind whistles in the sky, I am free from the pain, from the oppression, this is true freedom, I am in control |
Written By: richboi0 Edited By: The123King Coded By: Mageman |