Mary McHeaven

Rookie (April 12 / Zamboanga del Norte)

Our Time - Poem by Mary McHeaven

It was tumultuous as it is now
But gaurded by joy and love
For years and years we stand
Against the judgement of the world
Freedom has been denied
As if we are not part of the universe
And we are not allowed to walk freely
Or speak freely
As though vagabonds of our own
So years and years had passed
We remained firm and strong
For Love is not measured by names
Or bountiness and strength
But of faith and understanding
And so years and years had passed
Now we are wise with age
Denied from the reality
Hiding from the truth
And so we made our own world
Where we can walk freely hand in hand
Far from the site of those questioning eyes
Far from being what they want us to be

Submitted on 12/31/2011 @ 10: 30: 00 am

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 30, 2011

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 22, 2012


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