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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