Chapter 77
Chain
One is imprisoned
As if bound by a chain
While the limbs are free
The chain holds the brain
Love may not be in the heart
It is all happening within the mind
How is one able to see
Yet remain so willingly blind
The chain holds one firm
Somehow it comforts the soul
Without its binding weight
One can not feel whole
To serve their Master
The chain keeps them near
If the chain were broken
One would only cower in fear
The chain is reassuring
For as it holds one to any degree
It holds the other too
Enslavement is easier than being free
Nobody