Alvin Mingle


Release Me


Separate us from the cords that bind us together

Release us from the pains that we share

Restore unto me

My one and true self

The paths that we take

In many diverse ways

Intermingle and intertwine

But should that be the case?

Release me from the pains that I bear

So my mind can be free

For the rest of the world to see

(Accra,3 July 2014)

Submitted: Thursday, July 03, 2014

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  • Colleen Courtney (7/3/2014 11:44:00 AM)

    This is interesting. I also feel it relates such a valuable lesson. That no matter how involved we become with another, no matter how entwined our lives become, we all must still remember the importance of remaining separate. Of having our own thoughts and ideas and knowing that there will still be times when we must travel certain parts of the journey on our own. Great poem! (Report) Reply

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