Freedom Over Money
Am i a pond
in a mastermind's game
of Chess.
Have i been guided through
trials that now mean less
of what i truly am, a person.
A being with dreams and a future
to follow through.
Now, was i left with sorrow
and deprived of freedom?
NO!!, i gathered my pieces
and made a path.
I'm showing great prowess,
to be the best i can.
No longer shall money
buy and structure my relationships,
my life.
Only fate, destiny, love, can do so.
Because once i fly,
and spread my wings across the Earth,
I will never land..
Because one who is given freedom
must take it and share with people
worldwide....
Copyright © Orlando Leach Jr. | Year Posted 2011
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