'beyond Captivity'
Deborah Johnson, Copyright 2018.
I can't be sure what she said, but as we were walking...
her bright' eyes were looking straight ahead.
I looked at her, but I didn't say...'we can't do that anyway.'
I recalled where I stood; maybe she can, but I never could.
What can it be like to think free, thinking...far beyond what I see?
I've never had the freedom to think free (...).Why?
Oh!...because...I live, and was born... in captivity.
Copyright © Deborah Johnson | Year Posted 2018
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