Bound, Blinded, and Jabbed into the Ground

Bound, Blinded, and Jabbed into the ground I stand

Surrounded by swords

Sheathed here by the Conglomerating Caste

They hover over me

The excrement streaming from their mouths the only thing that trickles down

I will free myself and lift myself up

Not by my bootstraps, because I know that to be impossible,

But rather, by my hilt!

The key to my escape?

I too am a sword

Their greatest fear is that I will wield myself

I will thrust my shining soul

Far into the free sky

So that it may be a beacon

To those who are sheathed next to me

Bound, Blinded, and Jabbed into the ground.