If our enemies took me

If our enemies took me and people stopped talking To me. If they deprived me of Everything in the world. The right to breathe and open doors, And to affirm that existence will be, And that the people is judge, yes judge. I will harness ten oxen in Unison and lead my hand in the Darkness with the Plow. And fall with the weight of the entire Harvest, with the compressed weight of the Entire oath tearing into the Distance. If they dare treat me like a beast, They would throw my food on the floor. I will not remain silent. I will not stifle the pain, but I will Draw what I am free to draw, and rock In the bare bell of the walls, And awakening the corner of the enemy's Darkness. I will harness ten oxen in Unison and lead the plow through the Darkness. And fall with the weight of the Entire harvest, with the compressed weight Of the entire oath tearing Into the distance. I will harness ten oxen in Unison and lead the plow through the Darkness. And fall with the weight of the Entire harvest, with the compressed weight Of the entire oath tearing Into the distance