RoseAnn V. Shawiak Judgement Poems

Tall pines standing at attention, looking down upon all who
come within reach.

Silently staring, they reach out for regal skies, knowing
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Hazy admissions of liberty struggle to overcome details of submissive substance.
Reigning in feelings, finding fault with all areas of suggested freedom, watching indecisive foes relegating nonconformist ideas of history.
Sauntering lanes filled with a buildup of fragmented sources of idealism, wanting to stray and become part of a moral majority.
There being no wayward avenues of escape, trudging daily down withering aisles, face to the east, awaiting pieces of judgement as life dwindles slowly away from it's liberty, being bound by outlandish laws and backwards enforcement of them.
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