I'm the jailor,
No longer the sailor
Who sailed you
To your desired
Love haven

I tied you,
( so you think )
You needed independence
For in those eyes
Of yours,
I was the wicked master
Of Negro slaves.

You were the caged bird
Tied by the claws
And still caged.

Your duty was to sit
And sing me a song.
I was using you,
(so you think)

So you sought
For independence,
For the cage was a toxic city
You couldn't stay there,

Master was hurting
He has to stay away
And when he didn't stay away
You took your last flight
You flew away
_ you escaped at last.

03/07/2020



© JC Allison