Freeing Adam

Freeing Adam Sometimes I feel, I should go without pants When I am alone, or I’m just hanging out I could close all the blinds or I could take a chance You have given me freedom; a reprieve of self-doubt When I am alone, or I’m just hanging out In the confines of home, I am free You have given me freedom; a reprieve of self-doubt So empowering, that I can be me I’m free; I’m free In the confines of home, I am free Without an inch of cloth on my skin So empowering, that I can be me Back to nature, I’m shedding my sin Without an inch of cloth on my skin I adapt to the chill in the air Back to nature, I’m shedding my sin Where is Eve, when I need to share? I’m free; I’m free I adapt to the chill in the air The Garden, is once again ours Where is Eve, when I need to share? We should be dancing, beneath the stars The Garden, is once again ours Our love was pure, naked and true We should be dancing, beneath the stars But instead, I am missing you Our love was pure, naked and true I should open the blinds; and dance Whenever, I am missing you I feel, I should go without pants © 2017 Jeffrey Spencer 2017 October 15 For the "Write Me A Pantoum" contest By Kim Rodrigues A metaphoric poem, expressing my gratitude to those whom have accepted me as “ WHO I AM’ without judgment of the thoughts or ideas that I ‘wear’. So much of what we ‘wear’ is to cover up our own insecurities or to fit in, when maybe, we just don’t belong. It starts with each of us, individually. What you put on in the morning (metaphorically) should not change or cover up who you truly are!