by Ariana Campbell
They said that I was a human
They said that I was free
But what they did not say
was the important part…to me
The earth, the water, the wind, and the fire
All four elements that they desperately desired
They used me, they abused me
to get these four things
They labeled me soldier seven
while pulling their strings
I was a puppet to them,
a pawn in the game
But what hurt me the most
was that I had no name
No name, no fame
Just…pure…shame
And as I feel my life wither away,
I have one sentence left to say
It is a question to those that lied to my face
What is all this for, if we are a single race?
