In the Captivity of My Will
Enclosed in a case by my thoughts,
tired of living in seclusion ;I want to explode,
Yet, I live in the captivity of my will power.
Afraid of freedom of unrestricted tongue so as
not to be sent into the abyss of darkness
by the corrupt ignoramus claiming knowledge and power.
Yet,I suffer in silence.
I want to be free like the eagle,
hovering round mountain tops and valleys;
but,fear binds my two hands,
Yet,it burns in me like a volcanic magma.
even if gates are opened and I`m
surrounded by beautiful floral,
I will still erupt...exothermically,
but,freedom seems like a mirage.
So,I remain in the captivity of my will.
Olusegun Arowolo; Date:7-20-2013
CONTEST:"Glimpses of Epiphany " sponsored by Nette Onclaud.
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