SLAVE MASTER OF SLAVES

Each of us is a leader
Each of us is a slave
The leader is in the quest for freedom 
The slave searches for wealth

 

I am a leader and I am a slave 
My freedom lies in reaching 
The shores of contentment 
The slave pushes me in all directions,
Like a fox searching for rotting flesh

 

In my dreams, I become the leader
Reach the promised land
Where flowers bloom
With colour of  contentment
Aroma of fragrant freedom 
Permeates the mind

 

Sun rises and washes the dream away
Like sea washing away 
sand castles on the beach
I transform and become the slave
Which life wanted me to be

 

I pay obeisance 
To my hunger for power and wealth
Suave mask I wear 
When killing my prey
Oh Lord, who needs freedom 
When I have the power 
To make others my slave?

 

I gloat in a perverse pleasure 
Slave Master busking in the glow self importance 
In freedom I will be equal with all
As a Slave I am the Master of other slaves