Freedom Poem by topaz africa
Freedom
country as free as a bird
born in a free world
you would think i have it all
you would think im also free
well let me tell you something
im always questioning who i am
never realizing what im worth
others make me feel so small
threatening to take my sense of being away
combing away my truest self away
i see so many faces, all smiling
smiling faces looking at me
all i have is this one question
will i ever be free in my own body?
will i ever find my truest self
i need to escape this normality
the survival, of my soul depends on it
im falling to the shadow of normality
this society has killed my individuality
The idea of freedom is precious! You have done marvelously again! Well done for this exceptionally outstanding poem!
this is an ongoing search we all must undertake, and if we find our true selves What will we be. can we afford to choose between self and society or are we doomed to be 'normal? ' good write. -nkuja
Mali, indeed freedom is not free at all. Thank for the boiling poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 6:13:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
this is true for whole world's society...finding oneself is biggest and toughest talk for any artist...