ENSLAVEMENT OF THE
DAWN
Seven slaves of every hue,
forced to shapes unnatural,
bent to wills stronger
than them owned by slaves,
taking the burden of the fouled
upon their scarred at birth back.
One will rest,
One will rest,
still none will ever go without hunger or
knowledge that being free of time
would be a lighter load to carry.
Seven slaves willingly carrying the goodness,
while staggering under the weight of the yoke
of evil not chosen but locked upon
the young neck in its womb escaping moments.
Light good and black back breaking evil
is the dawn’s portion left it by a dead parent,
great is the treasury a young, too soon old,
slave will carry forward to her death,
leaving its estate at the throne of the moon
who will lock the chains upon the child.
© M Durfee
5.19.2014
ugh...that is continues on generationally is the hardest...what hope have they (we) being born into slavery...already bearing the scars when we fall out the womb...
ReplyDeleteThe change to this place of constant turmoil did not happen in a day Brian. We as a collective either threw our hands up and did nothing or quashed them who once spoke out. Ergo the days begin in slavery to a past not yet rectified.
DeleteIsn't that sad, that a young child is already a slave and chained by debts of the fathers & forefathers ~ Hard to believe in this day and age but these things do exist ~
ReplyDeleteHappy week to you Mark ~
Grace if we realize that we have yoked every coming dawn to the past of yesterdays wrongs and still refuse to change our habits then the days deserve to hold naught but slavery for them held captive in them. I for one am fighting to free the day, that i may be free in it.
Deletethe best illustration pehraps of the "sins of the father"
ReplyDeleteI guess in my own psyche I have a bend towards looking at the past for a why to the curent present Charles, it has not always been this way of societal trouble and confusion.
DeleteSo many stages of our lives feel like slavery...
ReplyDeleteRosaria, from the age of 17 when I enlisted to the age of 28 when I came in off the road are the only days i can think of where I was truly living in days unbound. Kind of sad really that out of 60 years there were so few of freedom. And now at this age, wiser but more cautious my world is filled with consternation of the future I did not create, but certainly will be the whipping boy for.
DeleteSo many good lines and phrases! A clear new peak for your work I'd say, Bro
ReplyDeleteGo Tigers
Well sister the tigers got a late take off out of Beantown and Cleveland sacked them in 10. *shrug*
DeleteFor me, I know I am heading in a new direction as my own time and circumstance pull me, not sure where or what the end will be.
Sure feel lucky my father brought me here.
ReplyDelete(Our Taras Shevchenko was a poet, out of slavery).
Mark, I thought that was the point of all of those (at the time) boring history classes! We were supposed to learn lessons and not repeat them. Hmmmm xo
ReplyDeleteSo sad that the slavery continues in one form or another.
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