Chains hold us bound by who we are.

Slaver and slave each bound by fear.

Hope is elusive and out of our reach.

Darkness blinds us from Gods Light.

People used as though so much meat.

Of little value for can always replace.

We close off ourselves to others pain.

Chains bind as we choose not to see.

Chained Demons rejoice in our pain.

To see those God loves also chained.

I am locked in chains I did form.

Like Scrooge it’s length I have lived.

I enslaved myself in horrific chain. 1/27/2019