25 April 2009

ariel to prospero

you want me to be free or so you say

old man magician with your leathern book

who half-way has me but must have mistook

my gratitude for some sort of dismay

you say you will not let me just betray

my anger and my frailty with a look

and yet your words are sharper than a hook

since i am not allowed to go my way

that darker one you tell me is not brave

still you must fear him since the heavy chain

is on his neck and and you lay on his head

not freedom's cap but the straw hat of slave

discounting every thought in his swift brain

as if you can dismiss that way your dread

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