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Liberated


I had eyes

But could not see

I had vocal cords

But could not speak

I had a brain

But could not think

Until poetry liberated me

 

I had a family

Who wouldn’t listen

Others spoke for me

Without permission

I had so many feelings

All imprisoned

Until poetry set me free.

 

The life I lived

Wasn’t mine

The days would pass

Buying time

I had no purpose

Until poetry let me be me

 

I’m still not popular

But now more than content

My words have purpose

I no longer lament

My world is brighter

Now that poetry has emancipated me.

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