Slaves

Words don’t mean anything
Narration went abruptly mute
soul was denied the truth
blatant lies uttered, none refute
True warriors broke slaved pens
their blood screamed, enemies rattle
redemption was near, felt closer
fortitude won emotions battle

Apathy

Most wonderful creation,
of gods, nature
Believe what you can
beauty in chain
Raise a shallow voice
It is suffice?
For the suffering,
that pain
Then I call it art
Do I really have a heart!!?