Let the Free Will Rise
LET THE FREE WILL RISE
His promises boundless make you naively believe
Things will go well, you won’t have to re-live
Lifting your broken life from the disdain of strife
For you don’t see him sharpen his hidden knife.
To land of promise he doesn’t take you, dreams break
Lest the mistake on trust makes you a wretched wreck
And slice at the seam the self-esteem that you own
It’s time you awaken, take him on for a showdown.
You may find your star-strewn sky falling down
In rueful remorse your soul you won’t drown
If you in disgrace thrust him in his place just
With your free will you will rise from the dust.
March 9, 2018.
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2018
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