I will not be
subdued.
Cages don't suit me.
I have to be free.
Fly
run
sing
dance in the
open fields, swim
in the river with
the fish and water snakes.
My soul can't be
taken without my permission.
The access is denied.
My heart isn't yours to
mock and rape.
I will rise like
the phoenix from
the ashes and sail on against
the azure sky, free and
untethered.
Resurrected
I'm back from the dead.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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Comments6
What a strong poem of assertion and setting of boundaries. Very nice
Thanks.
The rules laid out very firmly in this write, enjoyed the read
I appreciate it.
You are very welcome
You surely are, that's fighting talk as ever I heard it. Keep up that triumphant spirit dearest Thomas. 🌹
Thanks.
Nail that to the mast and sail - you are on your way .
Thank you. Much appreciated.
Fuck yes! I am feeling this both in the poem's tone, as well as deep within myself! "Coming back. Coming back, baby" --- Marilyn Manson. A lot of us are on the same page! This is a MAJOR fave my friend! ❤️🌹👏
Much appreciated, my friend.
You are most welcome!
Nicely done, brother. Love the sentiment. Motivating words.
Thank you, my friend.
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