Freedom At Last

Bethel Ineke
@bethelineke908201
11 months ago

#poetry

Like a homeless bird
He hovers all around
In search of a guileless tree
To pitch his nest and be free

Free from his mother's shadow
And feed on his own meadow.
Away from his father's glory
This is my life and my story.

Chastise me not, our paths aren't the same
And I'm neither after any fame
I am a hero, born to conquer
I am a servant to myself as the master

Life's like a game of chess
Both the king, the queen and pawns
End up in the same coffin.
So, why murder myself over nothing

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