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Poem - Yes, Sir, I Understand

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For the twenty-fifth day of National Poetry Month, I have a little poem about slavery and racism. While I'm an apparently cis white male, there are some themes in my world about the former slavery of the dalpre[1].

1: https://fedran.com/dalpre/

I'm not planning on writing a lot when they were slaves (not really my story) but I am planning on working out how society handles them after they are “freed” both from the point of the dalpre and for the humans.

Yes, Sir, I Understand

"Dog, move that wagon."
Yes, Sir, I understand.

You don't care who I am
Only the fur on my back
And the muzzle on my mouth.

"Dog, carry those boxes."
Yes, Sir, I understand.

You don't see me as human
Only an animal that can listen
With fingers that break.

"Dog, build those gallows."
Yes, Sir, I understand.

You don't see this as a crime
Only breeding your pets
And getting rid of the bad ones.

"Dog, step up."
Yes, Sir, I understand.

You don't see me as a being
Only empty eyes that can't see
And my tail between my legs.

"Dog, rot in hell."
Yes, Sir, I understand.

You don't see me has someone
Only a beast that went too far
And bred with one of yours.

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