I submitted across the river 

To save my life.

I submitted across the border 

To get to a better life.

I submitted to trust

When strangers offered me help.

I submitted to defeat

When the strangers took me to hell.

 

I submit in his house 

To a room full of men.

I submit in his room

To a filthy bed.

I submit to the chains,

Where they have their way.

I submit to the work,

Where I can only dream of play.

I submit to his punishments,

For I know not to fight.

I submit to his presence,

For I can never take flight.

I submit to his rule,

Though I know it is not legal.

I submit to his whims

Because I am illegal.

I submit to the future,

Where escape is impossible.

I submit to everything,

Where only survival is possible.

 

Will I ever submit to fleeing,

Though I know the danger?

Will I ever submit to escaping,

Though I fear the danger?

Will I ever submit to others,

Knowing what trust has caused me?

Will I ever submit out of trust,

Not out of need?

Will I ever submit to love

Between a husband and wife?

Will I ever submit to hope

Of having a good life?

Will I ever submit to peace,

To knowing that everything will be alright?

Will I ever submit to tranquility,

To knowing that I have won the fight?