stolen
It all starts with a night
Then the light still shun on the world
I could count the stars with pride
Until a race started
And it came with misfortune
Which I thought was destined
We where all runing for our lives
Till we took our heels on different direction
I was looking for the other part of me
But I said after my race I shall see them
Thinking I found a way
But am lost in a whole new world
The world got tighter
Now my breathing comes with a sacrifice
After being abducted
Runing from their world
I went to those who dwells
And contain the space of the world
But they look more like the reapers
And took my last strength
I can't stop now my journey still got miles
I had to be strong I had to run
For the heart of man
Illustrated the world
We reached
Freedom at last
But all of a sudden we are caged
I met others who have been there for ages
The whole place was locked
They told their stories
We couldn't imagine ours
All the race
The sacrifice
Our fight
Was leaving us to fate
There our own people
Made of flesh and blood
Promised us life with cage
We were now an instrument of pleasure
Being struck and stripped
Our cold feet didn't matter
Our hungry face had nothing To show
Our bleeding heart had no healer
They knew but they all wanted their part
They wanted to gain from others expense
They are those we look upon to free us
But they diminished Our faith and used us
Now broken and scared
The world judge us with folded arms
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