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Saturday, December 31, 2011

YOU ARE THE MAJESTIC EAGLE

The new year is almost upon us. It is a time to reflect and look towards the possibilities of a brand new year. Time to soar, to fly like an eagle; untamed and free.

Don't let anyone trap you to acidic acquiescence

BORN FREE

Birdsong echoing sorrow,

Imprisoned in a cement asylum.

Desperate to finally flee,

Mortality ensnared in mortar.

Destined to forever

Haunt the concrete tomb

That binds his desolate destiny.


Losing a frantic fight to escape,

Entrapment of the once free;

Reduced to steerage of the sky.

Wretched spirit loses his will,

To soar high in an aqua horizon;

Surrenders clipped wings

To the fate of acidic acquiescence.

(c) Rose Bruno Bailey


2 comments:

  1. Interesting poem to end the year with. :) Very powerful. I imagine your wings will no longer be clipped this year!

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  2. You poems are always so insightful and philisophical...Love it!

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