I am free;
an outcast
from my world.
I live a world of freedom
hidden beneath a surface
of thorns, hate
hostility.
I swim. Free
but for the cage
of thought,
defining my freedom
and the hostile
active passive hate
of my mates.
Incredible-
These prison wall will
fracture, Inshallah;
meantime I will swim
free in a freedom
of unhindered thought.
©GayUganda 23 Mar. 09
2 comments:
Not to take away from your poem, but what is Oundo doing?
http://www.newvision.co.ug/D/8/12/675619
I am not sure what he is doing.
But I believe. Note- believe, that for him, it may be a matter of money...!
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