Freedom

As the credits roll I’m handed a rose Most certainly all knows, My pain it now glows— Yesterday clothes worn with shame and embarrassing stains, Now lies in a tomb of defeat, No it wasn’t retreat, Living frighten to be, my potentials hidden within my disbelief— It was hard to see drowning in misery Faded dreams, I thought I could never reach— If you want victory you must overcome What folks think Of you— While the storm is raging high, Pay attention There’s a significant reason why, Once you find the golden path move forward leave all doubt behind— In that great relief, be sure to forgive what held you bounded and made You weak, Today I live, because I’m free. Eric Maurice Clark [email protected]