Higher and beyond the shackles of the past,
that tied and held us fast,
that seemed to us vast,
and leave us immeasurably aghast.
Better and more than the pains,
that paint our faces red,
leaving our hearts with hatred
and draw joy from our veins.
Larger and bigger than we were,
richer in confidence than our fears,
we rise, gearing up to clink our glasses,
for we have moved!
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
Beyond those shackles that tied up down, setting a limit to who we should be. There's joy when we break them loose and move on.
There is absolute freedom and a sense of joy that comes with it. Thanks a lot for this.