He Knows What He Got
They say he’s way to aggressive
Sometimes a little possessive
He walks with too much confidence
When speaking to others he makes sense
His tone is often a lot
As if he knows what he’s got?
Could it be he knows himself?
And the lies didn’t alter the plot.
After decades of brainwashing
How is it, he knows what he got?
It was against the law
For him to read,
Yet through it all
He’s still able to see.
Even after the torturing,
Forcing him not to be free,
Designing him how they wanted him to be.
He must have known what he got.
Whether held deep inside
It exudes with pride
As he struts calmly on by
Head tilted, aimed high
Soaring way beyond the sky
For he knows what he got
Making him extremely secure- in his spot
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