The bursting mouths of truth

That douse the puzzled brows

Sealed throughout their suffering

But no more can allow


And as the words escape

To you it sounds of screams

For you never needed bravery

To speak about your dreams


Of you they were expected

Solicited in fact

But never would its burden

Be thrust upon your back


The spoils excavated

From blood and perspiration

As your pockets bulged

As your cruelty held your station


Even once the bells presented

Ringing out in freedom

You tried with might for years

To ensure no one  could see them


Now that a subtle glint

Has blossomed to a shine

You mournfully lament the days

That all was naught but thine


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