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SLAVE

by Jon-Jacob F Deal

"We hold these truths to be self-evident
"That all men are created equal"
Oh, how noble
Show me the sequel
I hold this truth to be self-evident:
That all men are created SLAVES
To totter, cannon fodder, under kings as knaves
I am a SLAVE, life asunder
I am a SLAVE to what I won't break under
Semper Fi, Semper Fi
Life's a bitch and then you die!
"Daddy, tell me a bedtime story, please?"
"You live, you work, you bend, you break, you die on your knees."
SLAVE to the summons
SLAVE to the calls

A GODDAMN SLAVE TO MY OWN BALLS

Men are not created free
They are created SLAVES--

Like me.

09/28/2001

Posted on 09/28/2001
Copyright © 2024 Jon-Jacob F Deal

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Anne Boulender on 05/03/04 at 10:26 AM

I'de pay good money to see this performed as lyrics.

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