Of the Fourth Kind
Here;
was there
yesterday,
when in my world
they came and took me
across the black expanse
to lose the freedom of life
taken for granted by others
left behind (light-years away) back home
to ignore emancipation’s beauty.
Copyright © Rex Holiday | Year Posted 2007
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