LITTLE DID I KNOW
Every unary day of my life; I spent it as a thrall. Slavery, that’s what it’s called, right? Well, call it anything you want; I guess I was blinded with the normality. News was that we were paying some debt. Debts some anon parents made. But wasn’t there satisfaction from the labour spent? Surmises spoke loudly about a particular Prince, Said he was coming to fight for us. With his last sweat, abolish slave practice. Hope regained stand in the people’s hearts. Still, I was blinded with the normality. What’s the big fuss here? I mean, It’s normal and sensible to pay debts. But was paying incessant anonymous debts sane? The arrival of the prince was a still one, But folks said there was a sign in the sky. Expectations began to rise above measures. Okay, no time to waste, pursue your mission! Instead, prince charming began making friends, Bragging a lot about the norms of his town. Anger surged through me like slavery had through my years