Subjugation

Oh
Is that what you thought?
That I was the Strong one?
That I had control?
As I remember
It was more like this

"Oh no! Mud! I gots no shoes!"
I know you love mud
You know I know too
You told me with those baby blues
"hop on"

But not like some bride
On my back like the master

Later
You wrap your feet in silk,
and trample us all like the sandals of Rome.

even then
"Revolution"
only on our lips
our heads bowed
Yours Truly