Runaway Slave

Runaway Slave


Here I am, running away, for the past haunts me, it tortures me for days.

Here I am, hoping for a better day, for the chains that held me have suddenly faded away.

Here I am, thinking like a man, for the long days of slavery have evaporated like water turns into air.

Here I am, looking into the future with dreams and choices, for the past haunts me it tortures me for days.