Prison

Born in a cage 

Worried about the time

My concern is the time

Lunchtime, tea time just time

It’s going to be dark, a Monday

Should I write on the walls

Which date I think it is

The following day when the sun comes.

Should I count the hours 

What is all of this?

A prison cell 

No clue of what is happening

Out of the cells but locked

Some ask how many kids belong to the king

You won’t know that coz you not the slave

Which kids belongs to the king

I don’t know do they have a calendar or gadget

Do you see them with books or cars?

They are kings kids oh royalty

Enslavement 

You might be enslaved by the men you serving

Is he the royal king, thy Majesty?

Ah your worship, the great one.

Thy servants cleaning dishes, ironing, cooking

For thy royal one who will bear kids for the king.

Which ones are thee King’s children?

How many kids belong to the king?

Princess Moana of the ocean

It’s a wedding with the Prince of the Shore

A transporter shipping commuters into the world

They arrive at the bank to pay. 

They are just kids asked to pay every breath they take in this bank world.

Who asked for us to be shipped, did we ask to be shipped to the world?

Where is this?

Where are we?

Who boarded the flight that landed us here?

We are just children.

We just children

Protect us

Guide us

Support us

Strengthen us

Encourage us

Listen to us

Love us