Slaves become masters

Conscious Poem


“..When slaves become masters,
Submissed heads lay below,
In the shadows seemingly blind,
 Looking up to be submersed by light,
 Strangling burdens now let loose,
Taste of sweet abandonment,
To necks freed from their noose,

Exhilarating in the freshness of the air!…”

Michael McGregor  

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