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Identify with your ‘perceived oppressor’

I was bored.

I was lonely.

I had poor self esteem.

I became a criminal.

Then the government caught me and put me in jail.

At fist I rebelled.

Then I became use to it.

Then I learnt to love those who I felt were my oppressors and dominator.

Then I became, not bored,

I was not lonely.

I even developed self esteem.

And now I fully identify with my oppressor.

Now I am cured!

For I have learnt to follow rules.

© Written by Dominic John Gill www.poetry.net.au  dominicj7@poetry.net.au Created  Feb 10, 2007