Raptor
11/23/21
Today I am Free. I'm Feeling as if I was Born Free to Continue On. To Continue On to be Privileged. Within My Mind I'm Privileged as so Many People are Not. In the Moment I'm Flying. Flying High Above the Trees and Clouds. Gliding in a Bodysurf Position. Like a Eagle, Hawk or a Falcon. A Hardcore Predator. A Master of the Sky. Like a Wicked Raptor from a Military Base to Show Support and Standing By Till Requested to Engage. This World can Bring Me Down. But Not Everyone is Crazy and Dangerous. My Niche. I Must Find My Niche. My Groove and Group. Still New in this Crazy Town. But the World Brings Me Down. But I Must Glide Across the Clouds and Surf the Tree Tops in the Sky. The Master of the Sky. The Raptors. The Eagles, Hawks and Falcons. Nothing can Stop Me. I Must Master. I Must take Control and Return to Feeling Free. Feeling Born Again Free. I Must be Ready to Support. To Dive from the Sky. The Clouds. The Tree Tops. I Must Bring My Fire. I Must Take Turns with Force. Never Lose. Never Lose Control. Remain Free. Remain in the Sky. And Remember the Privileged. And Remember the Under Privileged. I Must Seek the Master Up Above. And Remain in His Constant Control...
M.J.S.
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Author:
MJS (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 28th, 2021 01:03
- Comment from author about the poem: Something I wrote more recently.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
Inspiring stuff! A message we could all do well to remember. Thank you for this
Thank You C E Thomas for the Compliment.
Engaging and excitingly positive these lines of striking metaphor Michael with such an inspiring last line - - thanks for sharing this flight toward positive freedom.
Thank You for the Comment. I try to write in a positive frame of mind as much as I can.
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