Analysis of Slave
In reality I felt like kicking him straight in his face; but in the end I found myself saying that You're looking amazing sir,
In reality I felt like savagely retaliating to his volley of abuse; but in the end I found myself admiring the cadence of his voice,
In reality I felt like munching the same meals laid ravishingly on his plate; but in the end I found myself sipping plain water which he had profusely used to wash his hands,
In reality I felt like wearing the same designer clothes which he adorned himself in every minute; but in the end I found myself wearing rags which he had discarded after they became a trifle tight,
In reality I felt like possessing the scintillating Mercedes nestling splendidly in his driveway; but in the end I found myself driving the same at his
commands; transporting him safely to office,
In reality I felt like spraying the same scent that he used in gay abandon on his armpits; but in the end I found myself inhaling the same from kilometers apart;
busy sweeping the majestic corridors before the guests arrived,
In reality I felt like bashing him left, right and center in his belly; but in the end I found myself cleaning the dirt adhering to the lining of his shoes,
In reality I felt like strolling as domineeringly in the lawns as he did, but in the end I found myself following him at close quarters; of course as his shadow,
In reality I felt like exposing his blatant lies to the world; but in the end I found myself nodding my forehead in poignant consent to whatever he uttered,
In reality I felt like disseminating all his illegally earned wealth amongst the impoverished masses including myself; but in the end I found myself investing it prudently in ingenious schemes; to ensure him maximum returns,
In reality I felt like banging the telephone receiver on his balding head; but in the end I found myself attending to every call; and amicably transferring him the line,
In reality I felt like sitting in the conference room in his place; with the cool air of the air-conditioner putting me off to blissful slumber; but in the end I found myself serving glasses of cocktail and appetizing delicacies; at the slightest command of his crisp voice,
In reality I felt like drinking apple juice every hour as he did; but in the end I found myself peeling open the tin; for him to tantalizingly gulp the same,
In reality I felt like speaking in American slang as he did; but in the end I found myself silencing the unruly crowds around; to thereby facilitate him to speak,
In reality I felt like hurling every object in proximity as he did when agitated; but in the end I found myself collecting the shattered remains; molding them into toys again for him to break,
In reality I felt like laughing all day as he did with my lips stretched to the most extreme limits; but in the end I found myself learning new jokes everyday; in
order to trigger off his smiles,
And in reality I felt like owning all what he did; but in the end I felt myself completely helpless; as I was born naked in the dustbin; thoroughly deprived of
wealth; and to feed myself and my family of ten children; he would always have to remain my master; and I his obedient slave
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| Metre | 010111101101110011111011100101 010111100010011101011001111010010111 010111100111111110011111011011101011111 010111100101011101010100101001111101111010101010101 01011101001010101000111001111100111 01010110110 0101111001111101010111100111101001101001 10100010100010101 010111101110100110100111110010101010111 010111101100111110011111001111011111 010111010110110110011111011001001110110 0101110100110100110100101001011001111010110000101101110001 010111100100101110110011110101100101000010101 01011110001001011101110101001011110101001111101011010010001010011111 010111101011001011110011111010011111000101 0101111000100111110011111000010101111010111 0101111010010001001111100100111101001001101011011111 010111101111111111010110100111110111010 10110111 00101111011111001111010101111100010100011 10111011001110111110111001101001 |
| Characters | 3,195 |
| Words | 583 |
| Sentences | 1 |
| Stanzas | 17 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 2 |
| Lines Amount | 21 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 122 |
| Words per line (avg) | 28 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 151 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 34 |
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