I, Freedom

I, Freedom

By my desires I firmly hold
Whilst misery and fear torment
The hand that strives to unfold
Those with hearts of true intent

Ask me if I find you wanting
Do so and I will not lie
Yes but I’ll not be lamenting
My vapours that of do or die

I hear the call of all enslaven
See the yearnings deep inside
Know, I am the one true haven
Know that peace, I will provide

Place me in the hand that wants me
By tyrants you’ll not be ignored
Fix the eye of steel upon me
Reach to the sky, I am your sword.

20 April 2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Dietrich Avatar
September 18, 2015 at 1:18 PM
hmm, just finding myself clicking around again searching for poems of yours! Anyway, I really appreciate what you said on my last poem you commented to. Have a lovely Friday, my friend.
Seal Avatar
September 18, 2015 at 7:57 PM
Oh my, so you're the inspiration for the Dusty Springfield hit 'Son of a Preacher Man'. I'll never be able to hear that song again now, without thinking of you lol. Take care, Richard
Dietrich Avatar
July 18, 2015 at 8:05 PM
OH WOW< I found one of yours I have not seen!! this is superb. That last stanza. You really came up with a great ending!!
Promise Avatar
July 16, 2015 at 5:34 PM
A beautiful poem of encouragement. It inspires like a light house, beckoning, casting light.
Lamoureux Avatar
April 29, 2015 at 7:39 AM
So good to see you posting again Richard. How have you been?
Roper Avatar
April 21, 2015 at 9:49 PM
Wow!! wonderful spiritual write a 7 :)
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