Leonard Dabydeen

Veteran Poet - 1,994 Points (Guyana)

Freedom - Poem by Leonard Dabydeen

Cold wind pushes against the van
as if it wants to test its silver coating
but I listen carefully to the whooshing sound
without complaining
no one will listen, anyway, except
my frozen ears like folded strips of bacon.
And as the wheels grind Main Street tarmac
a bird swings in a U-turn, swaying
with the ease and carefree arrogance
one bird wants to show our open world.
This is the freedom I choose
it belongs to me, let alone my van
and a black bird
whose place of abode is far from
the ceramic tiles and oak polished flooring
of my Egyptian sand living room.

Listen to this poem:

Comments about Freedom by Leonard Dabydeen

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 16, 2013

[Report Error]