Eek the cat
The memories of lost lives
Past trials abound
Be gone from my world
Release my cursed soul
Free my tormented mind to slavery
Shall I laugh with bitter satisfaction
Enjoy the taste of bondage
or revel in putrid freedom
only bound can I bee free
set limits that I may exceed them
chain the horizon so I may forever be bound to your earth
Am I a serf to be sold with the land
my children born slaves
generation after generation
squalor and mud
to toil hard workers
blood and dirt nourish
my small harvest dried and caked
to be served to the wealthy
eek the cat and let the cows roam free
milk the land for what its not worth
and leave the berries to birds
for there is no tomorrow
for those who failed to seize the day