with the sun chained to a dark room
and the moon lurking with half an eye
the only smell I perceive is that of blood been shed
while the resounding voice of our brothers and sisters
confined to terror
keeps echoing in my ears
tormenting my sleep
while you rest with a grin on your face
I am left with a cry for help
to free me from this coven of woes
SAY NO TO MODERN DAY SLAVERY.
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