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No One's Slave

Smoke fills the air and there are ashes upon my grave. I might not be alive, but thank God, I am no one's slave.

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Dina Grutzendler

Date: 1/3/2011 2:30:00 PM

Dear Sheol Thanks for your comment on my poem. I can feel life is not easy for you. But you are brave. This poem is excellent. If we are free inside, we are no one´s slave even if we have to serve the boss. This poem really touches me Dina Grutzendler

Anthony Beesley

Date: 8/5/2010 11:44:00 AM

love it reminds me of a quote from a 60's revelutionary "i'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees"

Susie Caudle

Date: 8/3/2010 9:34:00 AM

Wow you put an amazing message in four lines. That's talent, that's art. Thank you for your kind words on my first poem, I'm sure I will learn a lot from your writings :) peace and love

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 6/4/2010 3:09:00 AM

Fantastic writing Sheol. Thank you for your kind comments on my writing. Love, Carol

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/29/2010 7:20:00 PM

Very powerful little poem. I love it! So do you recall seeing in the Louvre the painting I described? And if so, did you like it? LUv, Andrea