My Journey To Freedom

I was inside.
Wobbling,
Tilting,
in the dark.

He was never real,
Fooling them all. 
I could barely breathe, 
Meanwhile,
Gasping against the walls.

Then finally the glorious day.
My entombed prayers answered.
The falling and the crashing.
All the king's horses and all the king's men.
And women. The women were there, too.

Then all these bowed heads 
Descended onto the crash site, 
Dripping tears in the shining sun.
Their fleshy, white knees pressed into the soft dirt
Among the broken shards, mouths muttering about 
Not putting it all back together.

But I am free, 
Ladies and gentlemen.
I am running amok and free!
Free to move my legs.
I just had to crack a few eggs.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Dutta Avatar
April 14, 2021 at 8:53 PM
SMART n BRILLIANT. I appreciate. Blessing
Nicole Avatar
February 24, 2021 at 11:51 AM
"I am running amok and free!" :) Of course. Falling off that wall, will do that to ya. This is cute, clever and so creative. A different take on Humpty Dumpty. Your thoughts bring a smile. :) Brandy
Caliri Avatar
February 24, 2021 at 9:06 PM
Thanks! My daughter asked me to sing Humpty Dumpty to her as a last song of the night. Then I thought how said the story is. And then I thought maybe we have it all wrong...
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