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I live in chains—with fetters of this world
Borne within me—I can’t get rid off
They say to me—detach yourself
In church pulpit—speak of proud
I can’t detach—I love this world
They can’t detach—they love this world
I want to eat—what is in this world
Why do I live with such a pain?
For God is free—people in chain
All need to be free
As God is free
Birds escape from the cage
Never return—once they see a free world
Soaring, flying in blue sky
Never go back to a space so tiny
I hate my cage-it prisons me
My soul living in such a form and shape
She cannot soar, cannot fly—burdens herself with tiny world
It limits my world—to time and space at all
What a contradiction exists in one’s being
For my soul has no time and space
But my cage lives in both!
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Dereje Amera
Writing is a powerful instrument to promote one's ideology, so as to transform and galvanize the whole of humanity to have a better perspective about this world.
Words are just combinations of letters, but the power they exert in every human frame is still a mystery to all.
Writing uses these mysterious forces of words as a tool to introduce, induce and create vibrations in society, which do have an influence on every aspect of our life as human beings.
May the power of WORDS prevail over all!!
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Coool Leinasei Simon | Aug 16th, 2005
Nice poem, and this poem has many meanings.
Peace
olawale | Sep 2nd, 2005
i loved that "it prisons me". good
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