Wilfredo Derequito Poet Lyric

Road To Freedom

Which road would lead me to heaven?
I've been looking for that road.
Which road would lead me to freedom?
I’ve been a slave since my birth.

Which road would lead me to sanity?
I’m going crazy with all the rules.
Oft voiceless 'neath society's shadow,
it’s time to get out of this life.

My mind's aching, my heart's slowly breaking,
they don’t realize what they are doing.
I can’t bear it all it’s time to get home,
they’re making me a fool I can’t go on.

Which road leads me to that long-lost place?
where everything is love, no trace of hate.
I’ll find it someday, tomorrow maybe,
although they’re blocking my way.

Which road would lead me to laughter?
I’ve been crying all my life.
Take my hand and come with me,
just say the word and we’ll be free.

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Audrey Haick December 15, 2009 at 5:56 PM Another well-written poem! You are a poet! Peace and love, Audrey

December 8, 2009 at 1:39 PM Hope you keep on laughing--it truly is good for the soul. Much to ponder in your words. I think we all crave to be free. I see you haven't posted in awhile. Thank you for stopping by with your kind comment on my poem. Hope all is well with your and that your are enjoying the Christmas season. Karen

Elaine George December 8, 2009 at 6:34 AM I often feel exactly the same way. Sometimes the road seems difficult and endless. That is when I stop and rest awhile and soon enough I have the strength to carry on. Very helt-felt piece my friend. yf4l, Lainie

Vince Suzadail Jr. June 11, 2009 at 8:09 PM Save me a seat on the train going there. Vince

Ann Anderson May 15, 2009 at 9:33 AM Hi Wilfredo where can I buy a ticket because count me in I want to be on that bus, really well done, all very best Ann.

L'Nass Shango May 8, 2009 at 11:19 AM Just drifting by randomly, had to stop here ... a poet once wrote here ... a creative genius I want to encourage to write again ... the subject and tone drew me in ... you must return.

Carrie Richards May 8, 2009 at 9:50 AM soupmail delivery :) !

Sue Mason April 7, 2009 at 10:35 AM Heah, You Were Young Once ... when is YOUR birthday ... I would love to sing/blog for you. Hope you come back soon with lots more great writes like your poignant one here!!

Autumn Rose Wood March 28, 2009 at 9:59 AM Love.

Belinda Parish March 27, 2009 at 6:32 PM That's the hardest road to find and even harder to follow when you find it. Good write Fred.

Sandra Hudson March 27, 2009 at 3:27 PM You honor me Mr. Derequito, Thank you for noticing my poetry, and must I say, it is an honor to read yours as well. I once read in a magazine where a woman had a stroke and knew no fear or dread because the left side of her brain was affected. She lived ten years in a state of complete euphoria. Finally she regained it but still does not realize any fear or regret. If only.......-Always Alexandra

Sandra Hudson March 12, 2009 at 4:42 PM Good to hear from you again, looks like we both were away for awhile. When you find the road that few travel, you will see a tightrope and me with no umbrella.-Loved this write Fred-Always Alexandra

Farah Chamma March 1, 2009 at 5:06 AM That's a wonderful poem Fred...I truly miss your poetry and all...It's been a while...a lot of studies ... Farah

Kristin Reynolds January 31, 2009 at 3:33 AM We are all walking with you on this road, a very beautiful write, love, Kristin

Sean Kelly January 30, 2009 at 7:53 AM Freddie , it's that long road that you are taking for the next 6 weeks or so ..... Enjoy !

Sharon Winter January 30, 2009 at 5:24 AM I'd love to hear this to music Fred. Think we're all looking for that road to freedom. Awesome write, and I know you are on the right road now, the one that leads to vacation! : ) Love, Shar