Dawn
Freedom is like a flame of fire
Giving light at night
And warming cold moments
It’s a fire that burns obstructions on the way
It gives one wings to float with the wind
Unbounded freedom
Is sweetness to a decaying tooth
To the liberated and footloose
It’s not only an end
Beckoning with a smile to jive
But a beginning,
And it’s not every beginning
Which is just bread and butter
Copyright © Joseph Gatebi Wanjenga | Year Posted 2013
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