Poems from Egnalrek
To be a slave means To experience constant painWhile your masters refer to you with degrading namesTo be a slave means To be driven...
As I sit here alone in my thoughts
I'm afraid of the world we might become
Weapons are more valuable than lives I suppose
Other races are...
I yearn for changeMy heart's rearranged Because it's been broken too many times
Are these signs of the times?No accountability for crimes?...
Hands up don't shootOur words are meaningless
We protestIt's seen as grotesque
We can never do no right, we're always wrong
Ungrateful...
I think about how I didn't want to grow upBut for everyone it happens somedayWhen did I realize I grew up?It happened one dayCounselors...