The Freed Prisoner

Now, that I've been freed,
I beg you never to forget:
That before you poke me,
Or my poetry...
I'm only part of all
That I have endured.

Now, that I've come home,
I beg you never to forget:
That before you stigmatize me,
Or my sorrow...
I'm only part of a tragic tale
Of deceit
That I have survived.

Now, that I've found solace,
I beg you never to forget:
That before you disturb me,
Or my pursuit...
I'm only part of an equation
That I have not solved.

Now, that I've healed wounds,
I beg you never to forget:
That before you judge me,
Or my scars...
I'm only part of all
That we are.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Agustin Avatar
November 8, 2024 at 9:50 PM
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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