Poetry 3

I sit, wonder
Why am I here
What is my perpose
Am I just here to serve mortals?
I don't want to
I want to be free

I'm trapped here
Can't do as I please
Don't want to live this life
I've been given
I don't want to
I want to be free

Why does everyone
think we're just here to serve them
To treat us like vermin
Like we're not even there
I don't want to
I want to be free

you've slaughtered our kind
Ripped us from our world
And you still think you can treat us
Like you do every day of every year
We are people too
Can't you see?
Open you eyes

I don't want to do this any more
I just want to be


Free

-James