FREEDOM

The Chains entangled around my wrist,

Are the only  sounds bold enough to tell my story, 

Living in a doomed world where edges are better off than the beginning.

Leaves dried up,

Mountains wearing away.

The night has become dark, even darker than coal.

We were told to learn.

How can we, when hunger is our closest companion?

Begging for a drop of water to wet a patched throat crying for survival.

Eating from the trash to avoid been eaten by vultures.

Our girls are been taken for their innocence by predators who offer a penny for their hymen.

Our banks mourn for emptiness.

Those we planted our hopes on,

Served us a dish of betrayal...

Right in front of me, 

I watch my world 

And like glass it crushed right before me.

If you must survive, you have to work.

Work through the day and harder at night.

Ammunition became what we fed from...

The carcass of many we slept on,

Our houses were demolished.

Our anger solidified, and out of our belly came groaning.

Enough!

Enough!!

We cried, no one heard,

No one cared.

It was time to choose the way,

The way to survival,

The way to healing,

The way to freedom.

For this reason we became our own prey,

Using what we got to get what we want.

Today most of us await judgement,

For things we never did on purpose.

We are tamed criminals,

Without knowing the path we all threaded..

Who can hear us?

Who understands how we feel?

Like candle our lives waxed away,

For this day we only cry for freedom.

PoetRuth

This poem is basically dedicated to all those who suffer ugly deals...the prisoner's, less privileged, orphans e.t.c.they live amidst us and most of them have been pushed into ugly act so they could survive in the world we live in..let show them love,to avoid a more terrifying event that we may not be able to control..

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