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Freedom Afar
VF (03/23/1971 / Bronx, NY)

Freedom Afar

Carried by the thought
of a chance to be free,
I see the birds in the sky
all laughing at me

As i stretch
to call them back,
To tell me tales
of strange new lands,
i find no strength left
in either of my
desperate hands

The binds that keep me down
are neither bars
nor ropes
nor chains
But rather
those who deem it
utter joy to view
the chasms of my pains

No words unheard,
No thoughts unshared,
No freedom of speech
or laughter declared

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Comments (3)

A powerful piece with plenty of food for thought, nicely done. Annette
Compelling poetry, sir. Well-written and a pleasure to contemplate. Thank you!
Wow loved it tell others send messages show the world you deserve to rhine i an adding this poem to my favo. List