Hush my child and come to me. It is I you have dreams of, you want to be free. I've been watching you for some time now. No longer shall you live on your knees. There is no one that requests you take your medicine, lower your head to bow. Grief shall no longer rule your heart. A tactic they commonly use, as it worked from the start. What brought you here, our time in the dark. It beckons you my child, it wants you here with me. I feel your heart longs to be free. We must tip toe out the front door. The light wants you on your knees, it is plain to see it is time to flee. A captive you'd think the other way around. In the dark it is hard to be found. We move quicker in the night, for they know where you are and can see you in the light. You have been programmed to think it is me you must fear. My name in the book, has become a great smear. I am not the one that is your foe. Hurry, c'mon it's time to go. I'll tell you as we run why you must believe. As you make sense of it all, I shall get my reprieve. We were born to be slave, a sort of prey if you will. Like cattle to be hunted and used as food for their bellies to fill. I whispered in your ear a head game only us shall hear. It made you vicious and a predator to fear. Your God has left you, it is plain to all. We're here together to triumph or fall. My name shouldn't be spoken, for it puts fear into the simple mind. Remember to move in the shadows. As we are difficult to find. They do not take us as a whole for great fear. We are smart enough to understand their intention and they dare not come near. We will attack as we are stronger than they have anticipated. Their ego is deflated as we have made ourselves emancipated.
© Dale A Martinez