Freedom Afar Poem by Vincent Feliciano

Carried by the thought
of a chance to be free,
I see the birds in the sky
all laughing at me

As I stretch
to call them back,
To tell me tales
of strange new lands,
I find no strength left
in either of my
desperate hands

The binds that keep me down
are neither bars
nor ropes
nor chains
But rather
those who deem it
utter joy to view
the chasms of my pains

No words unheard,
No thoughts unshared,
No freedom of speech
or laughter declared