coiled beneath me
i slept upon the chains of my oppression

what better way to know their windings
and loosening
once one knows the bonds of his oppression
are of his own makings
a Path will become visible which leads to deliverance
i know that which imprisons me
are the restrictions of consciousness
self-imposed

the kinks in my armor
become the means to my release
to know that which binds is also that which frees
is Liberation