Please wake me when I’m free I can not bare captivity Where my culture I’m told holds no significance I’ll wither and die in ignorance The green of trees were rich and full And every man spoke of beautiful Men and women together as equals War is gone because was peaceful But now like a nightmare I wake to see That I live like a prisoner of poverty Please wake me when I’m free I can not bare captivity For I would rather be stricken blind Than to live without expression of mind
Reason for writing:
THIS IS HIS WORK AND I LOVE IT< ITS NOT MINE!! ITS HIS MAY BE REST IN PEACE
Birth sign: Virgo
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