Eternal Servitude

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    Eternal Servitude

    I am used as an animal.
    But I am human.
    I do what im told like a dog.
    But I am human.
    I am called a roach.
    But I am human.
    I am burdened with endless work
    Like a horse.
    Am I even human now?
    I am fed scraps and forced to do
    What cannot be done easily.
    Is it this person who makes me a slave.
    Or is it my fear the enslaves me in the end.  

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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