Sitting down right now,
A beast roar in to my face,
This cacophony,
I just cant resist.
Coming home from the ghetto,
I wonder around,
Smiling with joy,
But despair in the enemies home.
I wonder in my thoughts,
Eager to express,
Planing my strategy,
Maybe I strike,
I guess I may be perish,
Birds fly in freedom,
Fish swim like there no tomorrow,
Souls like me,
Trap like servants,
Treated like scum.
Complaining like no other,
Like a bitch on labour,
My quagmire,
Became what it.
Wait and see,
I grow my feathers,
Fleeing from all this,
Looking back I won't.
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