Poetry

Thoughts of Freedom 

Free as the spirits of those who left

As the stars

As the wind blowing the trees..

Free as wind

Bending you and me

Hypothetically

Literally ?

Spontaneously

Free.

Love.

Love like family.

Like protection

Correction..?

Sing

Like birds

Like granddaddy

Like Nina Simone

Songs

Of sadness

Of encouragement

Of love

Of pain

Joy

Free.

As the spirits of those who left

Pac

Angelou

Malcom

Hey pac ?

Tell me..

what did you see when death crept up and took you away

Was it light ?

Oh ms Angelou

Heaven bound

Please tell me what’s it like ?

Malcom..

Are you pleased with society ?

Are you free.. finally resting happily

Hey great grandmama

I wish I could have met you

I wish I could take ahold and grasp you

I wish I could see you

Flesh to flesh

I can feel you

Souls tied

What ya tryna tell me girl ?

*laughter*

That everything gone be alright ?

Free.

As the spirits of those who left.

Being..

Dreaming..

False..

False concept.

Freedom.

Is it living..?

unconditionally..?

To be free..

My only dream.

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