The Lords

©2009 Gbola Adiamoh
the irons of Slavery are not rust yet
as in the Foundry
Brother blows out his mimetic
incantation on the anvil
                                  and clobbers this metal
                                  till the alchemy
with zeal not manly
he put the reins on this stallion—
full of strength
could not run, though
                                  even for its beautiful mane
                                  and the strong shoulders
you cannot run, remember
the chains too
for you have no voice
and I hold mine
                       am I slave?
I am Lord, you know
what I wish
you wish
I won’t succumb to Insubordination
                                  are we subservient?
think of it
i am lord
                                  and I AM LORD
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