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Skinlike Hooves – Poetry

Today Mauritius is celebrating the 184th anniversary of the abolition of slavery

And to stamp this day with my own words, I have decided to write a poem concerning all kind of captivity – particularly those that are still going on these days.

To get the necessary inspiration, I’ve plunged myself into the personality of someone that has once gone through captivity, oppression, and hits – mingled with pieces of past-times slavery.

I have written these lines today, and in a great haste. I do hope that it turned out as being a poem filled of hope, and not of hatred.

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The hands that strikes are weak, while the one taking the blows is strong. That is what I have tried to convey through these lines.

Skinlike Hooves

Enslavers 
Can you hear us
Hidden at dusk
On a mournful soil
Dustied of marooned blood 
We dance to your songs
And breath spiteful air
We soar into your atmosphere
And thicken the skin
That cloth our bones

Enslavers
Can you hear me
Look at the scars 
You’ve inflicted
To my skin
I wear them like jewelries
That ornate my strong body
Like tattoos of guerrillas
Making me fierce and proud
Amongst all the mightiest of this world

Enslavers
Can you hear me
You have unrooted my soul
From the depth of my core
Hardening my will
Strengthening my bones
Thickening my skin like hooves

Thus enslavers
Since you’ve showed us
Captivity
Since you’ve showed us
The power of a master
I am now a soul set free 
A master to my own
With a body as strong 
As the crust of this earth.

-Eiravel-

By Eiravel

I am an independent creative author (self-taught autodidact), who lives on the island of Mauritius. I've self-published a metaphysical science-fiction novel (Darcocyte); and I am currently writing a poetry book. I am a very passionate person, who loves reading beautiful sentences; I am also a great cinephile, music lover, and a lover of everything aesthetic and artistic. For my personal creative leisure, I love to craft, blog & write poetry, and this, all the while taking care of my children.

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