There’s one more morning,
and all morning’s things.
I do them everyday,
cleaning teeth and strings…

My lady wants me
to have my strings clean.
I am a good boy,
I listen to queen.

I’m not just a slave.
I am a student.
I learn in the school,
How to be prudent.

You don’t need intelligence,
says my master.
You are my slave,
you need to be faster.

I think she’s right.
I was born to serve.
I hadn’t know I’m a human
Until I was twelve.

I love my school,
There’s great stuff there.
They teach me everything,
that’s right, I swear!

After a lesson,
I can see light.
My only passion:
To serve, and act right.

Can I be angry,
or change my mood?
No, I must work
for greater good.

They washed my brain:
“just bring a tea!”
But they didn’t kill
Something in me.

That’s they have forgotten,
to break my hope.
Let’s destroy the strings,
Let’s cut off the rope!

Today I’m changing,
Right on the time.
Today the blood will
Spill out off vein.

And it’s the real life,
not to be fool.
Now, down with everything,
Down with the school!

<< pozn. autora: Jak jste si všimli, báseň je psána v angličtině. Takto originálně jsem totiž zpracoval jeden zvláštní úkol, co jsem dostal za bavení se při hodině anglického jazyka. Jedná se vůbec o první báseň, kterou jsem napsal v jiném, nežli českém jazyce. Enjoy it! ;-) >>