Freedom Now!

April 10, 2007 at 10:46 am · Filed under Pen & Paper

Ten years had passed, the skin

of the prison walls still stank of

deferred dreams. The freedom fighter

gazed, raising his left fist

into the air, as though reaching

for heaven’s answer, as if he could

pluck a seed of faith in the sky’s womb, to carry the

struggle another day, to plant in the people’s soul

a fire, so they could rise beyond the confinement

He put his head down, tore into the

depth of his guerill-skin with freedom’s spikes, and

his voice filled the void, making our blood jump, again

So that in our silent moments, we muttered

soft vowels of freedom: “Freedom Now, Freedom Now”

And hoped, and hoped. 

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