I think continually
I was heading south
and finally
I rise
I rise
From such demise
Never knew I had it in me
I toiled
soiled
and foiled
the master whose whip
I outlasted
On this sorrowful trip
The Blasted!
But I knew one day my chance would come
No more to these lashes I will succomb
But I stayed, patiently I waited
For the day has come
I am emancipated.
I really like this one that you wrote you did a wonderful job keep up the good work! :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice, mind refreshing poem! Very much reassuring to a hopeless mind.