a ropes cuts my skin and soul
shackles hamper movement
but keep me glued to life
apathetic knots
outdated rules
bonds unresolved
a pull makes me turn back
a nudge spurs me on
imagined bonds…..
turn out to be
wishful thinking
understanding bondage
helps me value
freedom
all the more
what it really meant
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Freedom is more valued once you have been shackled and not given a voice.
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Agree. We carry it within, and it affects all future decisions.
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True especially about ropes that stop you from falling, but still once someone is free, they have to wonder what purpose shackles ever served. Liked this a lot.
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Thanks a lot, Lona!
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Nice last stanza about valuing freedom from experiencing bondage..
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Thank you, Frank!
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We are shackled in so many ways – understanding how is the first step towards freedom. Well said.
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Thank you so much!
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A great piece of wisdom written into your poem.
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Thanks a lot, Dwight!
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