Allow Him The Freedom With Which He Was Born. - Poem by David Lacey
Through teenage wastelands I have come to know truth beyond all reason.
Freedom flies upon the wing
We sing the songs we were born to sing
Bring me Love for a Love is won
Run a race – A race is run
Seek a Love to make you young.
Allow nature to educate the child
Allow him the freedom with which he was born.
Allow nature to reveal the harmony of her wilderness
Before from the child his dreams are torn.
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