Current mood:?
adventurous
One Step From Freedom
(A Poem-Prose written by Martin Eden 30August-1September2008)
A dull roar at the back of the throat of the vanquished
Says what can’t be said in the face of the tyrant ever present
And the halo slips from the religious zealot as you are led away
You had only sought help, refuge, from those who would steal your very soul
They give your belt and shoes back, and a shove
As you walk from the cell from which you cursed their unborn
To protect yourself from the informant they’d sent in, and to comfort the woman in the cell next door
Then the street unknown and a cab they eventually enlisted, where the money ran out well short of home
? Martin Eden
|^| “For to be free is not merely to cast off one’s chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others.” ~ Nelson Mandela, South African black civil rights leader (1918 -) |^|
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