My body is tired and worn
Yet I force myself to do their bidding
Let not my mouth speak
Least they find some satisfaction from them
There are crys of my people
My eyes sting with tears
Tears not from the pain my enemies inflict
But for the ones I call my own the family
That I lived with in perfect piece
Days go by
The sun drags slowly across the sky
The crack of the whip is a daunting sound
I stumble and harsh hands drag me up
They shout curses in my face and prod me with spears
It seems they treat females just the same
For I receive the penalty any man would face
If I displeased my so called masters


I walk the stone path
To my death
The noose awaits hanging freely in the wind
I say nothing and display no emotion
Let the wolves eat my flesh
Take my sight away
Let my body die
So that I won"t watch my people slave away.
Render me useless so that it will not benefit them.
Take this breath from my lungs
Take my bones my sisters and brothers and sharpen them
To use against our enemy.

There is no escape from this destiny
I watch my family with tear strained faces
Watch me as they pull the rope tight around my neck
Some turn away
One couldn't not blame them
I close my eyes and open them sharply
Be ye not the slaves of dogs my bretheren take hold and free thy spirits of these chains,be free.
My clan answers me with shouts some of warriors and some of children
It seems even a woman can light a fire in the dimmest of times.
The enemy is furious and my death is quick
I fade into the black abiss
Slowly aways from the shouts of my people