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I used to contentedly stroll down roads of liberation,
now I’m stuck in the utter madness of incarceration.
               What happened to my freedom, why me o, Lord?
               I am living a life with a price to high that I can’t afford. 
No more jubilation, and absolutely no more elation-
               O, how I long to be living a life of happiness and accord.  

               So, I travel in this forsaken forest of withering trees,
               feeling the abandonment against my skin in the breeze.
I shall never see my family or friends ever again,
I’m sitting alone in a cell in which I’ve never been. 
               So, I say a prayer and fall onto my weak broken knees. 
Is this my farewell dance, is this really the end?

I am caged and struggling just to be able to survive, 
sometimes I feel as if I wish I weren’t even alive. 
               Wandering aimlessly into a threshold of such pain, 
               so hard to think of all the good memories that remain. 
Should I try to break free, a new plan should I contrive?
               No, I shall stay where I am, a life of imprisonment to sustain. 

               Lead me o Lord, towards the path on which I could be free,
               believe in me as I do, see all the goodness inside me. 
For I am but a woman longing for independence, 
someone who bestows joy through my quintessence. 
               Please release me so I may be what God called me to be-
a woman of deliverance, someone with a giving essence.


March 27, 2019
Freedom to nothing to something Poetry Contest
Delilah Ventura

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