trapped in a white box
with no way out
surrounded by whips and chains
he could only shout

hes voice echoed
but they shut it down
laying him Down
on that cold ground

preparation for  
another enslaved day
the shouts of yesterday
couldn't help him today

'freedom is arriving'
he proclaimed
scared to the face
of the mistakes they made

soon the colours of that white box varied
bestowed in this hidden treasures
was a gem they buried