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| comment | | "parent_author":"",<br>"parent_permlink":"inspiration",<br>"author":"maxwell95",<br>"permlink":"sharing-some-more-inspiration",<br>"title":"Sharing some more inspiration",<br>"body":"\n![enslaved-209565_1920.jpg (https:\/\/gateway.ipfs.io\/ipfs\/Qmb9j3s8cJPeBoWDvB475w4JBX7Ep2fXE6jyHw1RAbqteM)\n\n[Source (https:\/\/pixabay.com\/en\/enslaved-monument-stone-figure-209565\/)\n\n*ENSLAVED*\n\nWhen they departed,<br> \nFlew away\nAs birds pursued by cast stones,<br> \nWe sighed,<br> \nOur faces housed smiles.\nSince then,<br>\nDecades have rolled,<br>\nOur hopes have stayed alive.\n\nWhen they left,<br> \nWe dreamed\nTo shake the shackles off,<br>\nRestore voices,<br> \nGet rid of the lumps that blocked throats. \nWe had our good thoughts of leading the way.\n\nWhen they left,<br> \nWe were bestowed upon the task\nOf quenching the thirst for knowledge by our children.\nWe knew we owned the land so we took it,<br>\nHoping for the share of slaughter not of so much bones. \n\nBut now see where we are; \nTrampled on the ground,<br> \nDusted all over,<br> \nFeeding on bones as others feed on oiled flesh. \nOur hands are cuffed in the unseen enslavement,<br>\nSo when we cast aloud our voices,<br> \nThe shouts are heard as cries of broken winged birds,<br> \nSo they fade away in the ceaselessly blowing winds. \n\n*\u00a9Untamed Ink*",<br>"json_metadata":" \"community\":\"busy\",<br>\"app\":\"busy\/2.4.0\",<br>\"format\":\"markdown\",<br>\"tags\":[\"inspiration\",<br>\"poetry\",<br>\"busy\",<br>\"community\",<br>\"kenya\" ,<br>\"links\":[\"https:\/\/pixabay.com\/en\/enslaved-monument-stone-figure-209565\/\" " | | vote | "voter":"maxwell95",
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