The Freedom of Slaves
There were times
I stood watching eagles
as they circled overhead
Each exploring and exploiting
the hot thermals
they always found there
As a child of maybe
eight or nine years old
I imagined those same eagles
Might one day wear out
that same patch of sky
It never happened though
They are still there
busy circling
Occasionally I still watch them
But now through different eyes
Surely that is the kind of freedom
slaves dream about
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For a moment I thought you were going somewhere else (eagles circling usually means death) till I got to the last line.
To be eternally free is everyone's BIRTH RIGHT.
Individuals labor is for sale, but not the individual itself.
Thank you Suresh... many thanks indeed... N
Neville,
Your wonderful poem reminds me of the great song, BORN FREE...
“Born free and life is worth living
But only worth living
‘Cause you’re born”
~Laura~🌻
How very kind you are, thank you Laura..... Neville
What a brilliant way to end my day
Thinking of that feeling will be mine, one day.
Thank you very much
Many thanks Dan.. what a lovely thing to say and to wish for...
The wonder of flying to freedom never ceases to draw eyes of the captured I imagine - - a great tribute to the majesty of birds like the eagle who shows the way to the stars will always be there. x
Good Morning Fay and thank you for gracing this page with such encouraging and apt comments..your visits are always welcome and likewise appreciated... Neville
My pleasure to read and comment your postings Nev which are so diverse and full of interest.
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Slaves are human beings and like you and me and our loved ones have human awareness, desisres, needs and hopes.
Your writing today is so powerful a reminder of injustices in our world. Love the way you have started with such an innocent mind picture drawing your reader in and finally zapping with a cruel reality.
Cheers DA a much appreciated visit N
Super write Neville, those eagles show the freedom and peacefulness that could be everybody's.
Cheers GF60.... bless ya sir... N
A fine write Neville. Woof! Not cos it should be marked 18+, but Fido barked cos I'm about to sing: 'Born Free...….!'
All are in slavery to my singing. heehee.
Thank you orchidee, we are indeed lucky being born free...
Thanks N. Pity I had to sing, but there ya go - can't be helped! lol.
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