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Freedom (standard:poetry, 93 words)
Author: Billy Jack BaxterAdded: Oct 01 2003Views/Reads: 1658/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Just a poem.
 



Freedom 

I see lazy faces outside my window Green, brown, grey, and ol' blue
Faces of sky freedom Familiar faces And strange faces And old black 
void nothingness faces of night Staring back Penetrating my tired weary 
eyes Eyes that have seen so many Unexplainable fearful tearful things 
Eyes that still remember Happy and rare things Eyes where all images 
travel on their way to-Where? Eyes that can look and smell, now Eyes 
that desperately remember freedom Freedom, the most important thing Let 
it be said. 

As my eyes smile 

Billy Jack Baxter 


   


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