• oyelami 5w

    How do you define freedom?
    Is it still a desire? Or you already own it?

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    Screaming spirits of dark cages
    For centuries lost in locks of ages
    Desires mounting the rifle of freedom
    In search of a space where wings cut not
    Nay, to shoot, remains desires
    Only to be freed from the sound of a trigger.
    Will it be pulled? When?

    The bravery running through the veins of a blue blood
    Away from the grasps of fear
    Is it the same as that of the red blood flowing in a common lad?
    To leave the clasps of killing claws
    In quest of eternal freedom
    Breaking or not, laws.

    ©oyelami