Without cover

She becomes inhuman

Like the pages in a book

Or the image on a screen

Her existence is no less valid

Than those that hold her down

His guilt is washed away

He hides the lie beneath

His wealth and shame

Forced to walk behind, she remains second class

Stripped of her self and of her dignity

Denied the rotting human inside

Allowed the only power that he wants her to have

The Slave