Free
Free
I stand here free
wondering if I truly am
always wrong in my thought
when it’s not as you taught
I stand here free
wondering why in speech
When I make as I please
The powers, I displease
Monger of terror, or infidel
must I in whatever you will
procure faith with unreason;
to my mind, commit treason?
Should I continue to subsist
unfettered, by your dictates
yet, equal to you by figment;
forever guilty by my pigment?
I stand here unrestrained
yet, wondering about shackles:
why the physical was abolished;
The mental, never demolished
I stand here wielding power
Power to break your every chain;
In dearth, still dream big dreams
fed infinitely by my inner streams
Originally Written on 13/10/2018
for "I stand here" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Craig Cornish.
Rewritten on 29/10/2018
Copyright © Sandison Jumbo | Year Posted 2018
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