Memories flash my mind like a wild fire
Terrorising me from my deepest wires
Not sure about what I was to do
Settled on fleeing, to run, to go
Four walls now surround me
Fearing they might tumble on me
I sit in the corner of my cage
Waiting for my turn to get the rage
No syllable should be left out
For we might be slaughtered throughout
They get bigger and better shares
Since they fly on the biggest shores
I get my cramps as I utter no word
I revive from my memories
Four walls still surround me
By Laura Ongoche
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