Spirit Set Free...
A sudden shortness of breath,
The clenching of the chest.
You hear the news fail like you're deaf,
The first thing you want to do is confess.
A young man's life cut short,
In a foreign country away from family.
You scream that he needed more,
But atleast his spirit can now roam free.
A whisper on the wind brings tears,
A breeze full of heat as if it's someone's breath.
You turn quickly to abate your fears,
And find that your all alone all by yourself.
Copyright © Moncie Johns | Year Posted 2010
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