Shackles

I am in shackles, locked in a place I once

Found gratification in yet it feels like

A prison now, I am even afraid to smell

The fresh air nor see the sun set because

The people who were once our protectors

Are now told to use force and take us back

Into solitary.

I wonder when my mom’s told me they

Were afraid of man in uniforms, was it

This she told me about, funny how they

Move in crowed without gloves nor mask

Yet we have to stay apart and not make

Contact, I am just having a conversation

With my thoughts.

We speak highly of unity and Ubuntu

Yet I only see people divided, they say

During hardships civilization unite but

Even after this brutal encounters our

Citizen’s encounter, the more we are

Prorated, even though a gap of poverty

Accumulate for the less fortunate you

Praise the same man who causes it

Because he said lock yourself up,

You are saving a life.

My vision is clear yet I am afraid it could

Be tarnished, I have unplugged my pineal

Gland from this lucid dream I was meant

To relish upon I ate the red pill, I took my

First leap of faith, I’m breaking out of this

Orbit I am free and no longer in this shackles…