A Slaves Sight

When my master assigned this task
I bowed and hastened
to comply.
Now lingering in murky cells
I know not a whisper of free-thought,
The past?
The Present?
Or and undecided future?
I was loyal,
I did not toil,
yet here I am, bathed in soil.
If this was my fate, was this my reason of birth?
for the aid of another life?
Perhaps the addition of scum.
It matters nought when all one knows
is what the master taught.
Abide and survive.
Disobey and pay.
This voice once seen as reason,
is but the dictation of my thought.
A lingering echo of all i had once sought.

Unloved - Part One

They don't ask, they blunder!

And when their life comes crashing down

its with the turbulence of a thunder.

Its the truth honey, it really is

why would I take an age to erase that which i engraved?

Has not life shown you the glitters of humanity?

I hate your answer. I hate your frown.

Were it not for my illimitable love

this adoration I'd drown.

Can't you see my anger?

Its seeping into the forest of your heart

The endless supply of leaves and wood

that once kindled our spark.

Is it no more, my dear?

Is love a fickle ring?

It seem'd endless but whoever

said you can't fall off the rim?

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I hope you enjoy this verse as much as I enjoyed creating it!