I'm forced to work against my will,
My hopes are crushed but they taunt me still.
I want to run away from here,
It feels like freedom is so near.
Trapped by chains that confine me,
Living a life of inequality.
They took away my family,
But maybe there's still a chance for me.
Long days working in the plantation,
But freedom is my destination.
I really need to come home soon,
Or else I'll certainly be doomed.
If there is still hope there,
I'll soon be tasting fresher air..
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100 random rhyming poems
Poetry100 random rhyming poems is an ongoing book that I started writing as a teenager really struggling with their mental health, and have continued on with through to being an adult. The tones and themes of each poem varies massively, which reflects how...
