Freedom Poem by Tasha Manning

And some people thought about the differences within themselves,
pain and trusting is for but the same
and I do not know yet for who is to blame,
but once I find out I shall not be the same,
to underestimate others claims its such a shame.
How on earth can this feeling ever be tamed.
Allow us our freedom,
Allow us our kindness,
Allow us forgiveness,
When others must find us.
For I am the only,
The one who is there,
When others may fail
At times of despair
Look for me always,
But never shall you see,
The true light within you self,
If you do not seek.
To you I am just another,
Exactly as a same,
A sister to a brother,
For fortune, love or fame.
This is the true meaning
Of living when you can,
Because some are just deceiving,
Some simply do not understand,