From Liberation To Incarceration
I used to contentedly stroll down roads of liberation,
now I’m stuck in the utter madness of incarceration.
What happened to my freedom, why me o, Lord?
I am living a life with a price to high that I can’t afford.
No more jubilation, and absolutely no more elation-
O, how I long to be living a life of happiness and accord.
So, I travel in this forsaken forest of withering trees,
feeling the abandonment against my skin in the breeze.
I shall never see my family or friends ever again,
I’m sitting alone in a cell in which I’ve never been.
So, I say a prayer and fall onto my weak broken knees.
Is this my farewell dance, is this really the end?
I am caged and struggling just to be able to survive,
sometimes I feel as if I wish I weren’t even alive.
Wandering aimlessly into a threshold of such pain,
so hard to think of all the good memories that remain.
Should I try to break free, a new plan should I contrive?
No, I shall stay where I am, a life of imprisonment to sustain.
Lead me o Lord, towards the path on which I could be free,
believe in me as I do, see all the goodness inside me.
For I am but a woman longing for independence,
someone who bestows joy through my quintessence.
Please release me so I may be what God called me to be-
a woman of deliverance, someone with a giving essence.
March 27, 2019
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Delilah Ventura
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2019
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