Sunday, November 22, 2009

"We" a poem I wrote to a friend.

We

We, self shackled warriors weep,
keys in hand,
wailing for release.

We, the saviors of our shared destiny,
whose false ineptitude cripples,
fear our power.

"Shine bright dear hearts!"
Our mentors call forth,
a reminder.

That we alone turned away,
and we alone turn toward
Our Embodied Freedom.

- Greg Wendt

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