Aggression of Oppression

I find religious themes often presenting themselves in my writing. This is an example of just that.

A child is born to fill the void left by another’s passing

He is not human, he’s seen as less, to serve another’s bidding

Days and nights press into one eternal night of bondage

His body old, his soul is sold without his own consent

Escape is futile, hope is fleeting, he’s dead if found alive

He ceases to speak his own defense, he just keeps pushing on

The dusty road a well known friend, his only friend at best

Beat like a dog, spit on by friends, never does he cower

Bound and imprisoned, left to himself, forsaken by all who once cared

Has nothing but thoughts and memories, his death he knows is near

The devil grins, his minions laugh, another man in ruin

Taken by night, killed by day in ignorance and hate

As his blood soaks the earth, he plots his own revenge

Vengeance from the sepulcher, restitution from the grave

In his case that which kills him only makes him stronger

He sees reflections of his former self in the eyes of his executioner

For they too under hands of death, must serve their master well

He vows return, to reinstate freedom to those who are oppressed

As for all who dominate man, his blood has stained their hands

They will return, blood in hand, to that God that gave them death

by Derek Herzberg

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