CAPTIVITY

You are my master,

I own no other thought,

save that which you endow.

All my life I follow your command,

my progress slow;

encumbered as I am with chains forged out of pride and need,

created by human hand.

 

My scars distinguish me from others of my kind.

I bear the cruel markings of an unjust punishment.

A heavy heart my legacy;

weighed down with sorrow at the loss of innocence,

and the ruination of a tender mind.

 

I do not dare to disobey,

or wander from the path you set me on,

those many years ago;

that lonely path, untrod by any other.

I prostrate myself before you, meek and servile.

Master I beg for mercy, release me from this agony.

Free my tortured soul.