"Breeder Of Slaves"

I leaped for joy in mother's womb,
When t'was my time to be born
Yepee! Mother is labour
I'll finally get to see the world.
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From my creator,
I received specific instructions
On my mission in the cosmos.
I was coming for a purpose,
Pregnant with the future!
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When I finally came forth,
I wept and wailed the loudest I could.
I sharpened the cadence of my tiny chords
Until symphony of my reverberation filled the room.
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This' my first cry, it sure will be my last
For 9 whole month I longed for this freedom
I'm free at last!
Little did I know that this 'freedom' is only the prologue
To endless tears, sorrow and pain.
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This 'freedom' is bondage!
I was born in chains,
Espoused to a world of pain.
I was born a slave!
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I came as child number 8
Birthed to a confined space
Born as a prey,
I was called a mistake!
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Every cold night, with each passing day
My little sackless mind's plagued
With questions far bigger than my age
Daddy why!.. make this deliberate mistake?
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From one down to number eight
Yet you had not even a dime in place
You turned your libido to a cave where slaves are made.
And gave back nothing other than your surname.
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I inhale pain, I exhale hate
I hate life, I hate fate
I hate.. even my own name!
I wish that someday things would change
and I'll be able to wear a real smile just like my mates.
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Rarely awhile, eight hungry pale claws
Converge to feed from same plate
Eating 'the last supper' i'ld say
It's done in haste, like a race
Cos this plate, might not be stained till a donkey's days.
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Now mother's pregnant again
Another slave's on the way!
Daddy, you've made the same mistake yet again
Another innocent prey's coming to join this endless chain of slaves.
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Since your libido can not be tamed
And to you, life's merely a game
Of preying chained slave to your name
If I were to give you a name,
I'll just call you a "breeder of slaves"

Emmanuel Momoh
© April 2019.