Prose – Dmôai – (The Enslaved)


– Dmôai – (The Enslaved) –

We are the bearers of cup and bowl,
pillars of strength that hold the weight
of the stones of our master’s home.

And yet we are worthless in our possession,
a tool to be used at the owner’s discretion.

If the bone is not broken,
if the skin is not open,
then a wound to the soul
is merely a token.