I look weak and I know,
But this doesn’t mean I will go away,
I may give you respect but won’t bow,
Though am poor don’t think I am that easy.
You have the strength to make me suffer anyway,
But a small sun-bird killed a snake one day just know,
And I have the ability to make my life tougher than baked clay,
But you will not be my property grabber forever or now.
If you drink juice just give me water or snow,
Take the meat and will break the bones in dismay,
You are powerful but don’t just give me bone-marrow,
Though much wealthier give me my share in the tray.
If you wear a royal robe I may wear a sack and drawers,
But that doesn’t mean I will be back to stay,
Riding on a horse your wagon will follow,
Yet I won’t loose my hope until rights do pay…
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