A Slave's Dream

I am born of servitude and bloodlust
Freedom was never my birthright
I heard that people dream
Yet my own night's
A scattered scream
I succumb to suffering
Like gravity
A force to be challenged
Only by a change
In planetary motion
I seek comfort
Like others
But question their devotion
I train my mind
To absorb the blows
I train my body
To be still
As the blood flows
I will my mind
To bend like steel
I will my body
To cease to feel
I quiet my mind
As it conjures questions
I quiet my body
As it shouts its objections
I am born
Of servitude and bloodlust
Freedom was never
My birthright
I heard that people dream
I think that really sounds nice