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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