Trapped

Trapped?

looking back to the days

when they came

just like thieves at night

with our eyes widely open;

looking like unwary strangers in our land.

they brought peace, as they claimed,

accompanied with truths and lies

 

we thought it was a blessing;

we thought our fears would be conquered.

we neglected our norms;

accepted theirs in guise of them bringing peace.

they left us after we had eaten and digested their norms.

they took few of us

enslaved us;

turned us against ourselves.

Now we wail,

singing in one tone of freedom;

trying to free ourselves from the cage.

 

Freeman

 

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