Monday, January 28, 2013

The Prison That Fear Made and We the willing captives

Memories fade
But the pain echoes
Wounds heal
But Fears reign
The way forward
Muddled with
Self-Doubts
And Disillusionment
Of Lessons
Learnt
And those
We need to Un-Learn




The road ahead lies
Like a mirage
So close
And yet so far
Dwelling in
Self-imposed Prisons
Like good little girls
Suffering becomes
Our medal of courage
Disturbing the silence
Of the tombs in our heart

When all is said and done
We only have misery for company
For we have been too afraid
Too conditioned by the chains
To break free and
LIVE in FREEDOM


FREEDOM TO SPEAK
FREEDOM TO DANCE
FREEDOM TO LOVE
FREEDOM TO CHOOSE
FREEDOM TO JUST BE


To die in prison, or to live in the vastness of freedom
We can be our own saviour and hero
Just as we can be our own oppressor and enemy
The choice is ours




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