Mornings

Somewhere in the south 
The sun rises above the trees
The sounds of birds are heard
The wails of saddened families resonate 

The tree of woe is full once again 

Freedom again has been denied 
Life has been taken
To those that have tried to find a new day 
They have found only death 

Let them hang, the overseer says
Let the others see what will happen 
There will be no escape 
There is no hope 

The elders can only shake their heads
As the tears run unabashed 
But somewhere in the crowd
Dreams to be free are waiting 

To be unleashed 

(c)kingpen2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Agustin Avatar
May 11, 2026 at 5:56 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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