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...