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Claudette Martinez



You are enslaved.

Not by chains or pistol or whip.

Not by fences,

nor by man.

You are enslaved.

Seeing only red, anger and suffering rage.

This is your cage.

You are enslaved.

Not by collar or rope.


It's your loss of hope.

You are a slave on this road you've paved.

Let yourself go from

this imaginary master.

Master of the enslaved.

You hold the key,

set yourself free.

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