We are walking with shackles
on our exposed dreams of this world. There can be a time when we can be free. There will be a time when we come out our caves just to hold each other freely regardless of looking eyes. When we come to an understanding that with all our differences we are the same as human beings. All we have to do is listen and embrace. When a young man can play in a park with whoever they wish. When a little lady can keep her faith and innocence without adult corruption. When no one dies due to race or religion or living in fear of who we are, then the world will be would be free. January 4, 2021 ©Andrew Scott - Just A Maritime Boy 2021
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Daryl Halencak
3/12/2021 02:07:16 pm
Andy, Your poem touched me. Wonderful. Thanks.
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3/12/2021 05:43:02 pm
Wow, Andy, very touching poem! This is what we all are waiting for to happen...the world would be free and we can come out and not be afraid! Thank you very much for sharing your poem with us!
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