Can someone right me a quick poem about life in slavery or escaping slavery? :)

You hit me for the last time,

Against your words I stand tall and I survived,

When you made me hurt and cry,

I march to freedom I to end slavery I want to be free, to myself I am free

You've put me in strife,

But I'm a slave you see,

Without you, I rise,

I march to freedom and life,

So I choose to leave without goodbyes.

Explanation:

Sure.

Explanation:

I look up in the sky and find happiness.

I breathe for the first time thinking i am born into the word to dominate it.

Nevertheless did I realised that my ambitions of dominating the world end will up in a small little world.

A world that I can't express my emotions without being questioned.A world that I can't utter a word than Master.

Today,i stand vehemently for myself,i say enough is enough and that is how i gained my freedom with no choice than running...

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