Caged

We are caged in so many different ways, we fail to believe it, we fail to open our eyes and see it. But it is true, So what are we now gonna do? Will we continue to be blinded by the things  they've given us, the things that they have used to keep us amused, while they carry on their onslaught and abuse?

In a time far greater than my age, they had a few ways in which we were enslaved, chains and shackles, cuffs and cords, yet as years went by that's when they saw, that those things could no longer hold a few, the few which opened the eyes of the masses, the Martin Luthers, the Marcus Garvey, the Rosa Parks, the Maya Angelou just to name a few. 

So we were freed in a sense, freed for a while, freed, but with a different meaning than normally revised. They gave us access to things that occupy our minds, things that amuse, things that are one of a kind, things that only they could afford, things that blinds our eyes. When will we like our ancestors refuse to be bounded once more? When will we even force them to find another means once more? When will technology be the tool that helps to set us free? Instead of the things that keep us occupied while they abuse us willfully. 

Who are the saviors of our time? Will our children grow to be enslaved like us, won't we make a change for them? If not even a change for a lifetime won't we even let them fight their own chains and shackles? When will we realize that we are the ones growing to replace the people who create the cages, the people who put people in the cages, and the people behind the bars, not even looking outside but amused by the things they've placed inside. 

Open your eyes, find a way to break free, I'm using the amusement to send this out to you all as my plea, either use it as an aid or turn your eyes from it and try to break free. 

By P. Peddie

June 8, 2014.