Bury me with the others

Bury me with the others,
Only the others you possessed,
Used like you did me,
Replaced, like those before us,
Granted broken, hollow material wishes,
Exchanged for freedom, that's what you call it,
Owned, used and destroyed like toys,
Ideological opium, keeps us content,
Stripping us of our freedoms,
In return for our scarred bodies,
Enough? Continue please?

Ashley Brooklyn