The Miracle Poem by Susan T. Aparejo

The handcuff of slavery fasten in me,
As a single move wish it could be,
The hands of freedom is none to see,
Never a penny could aid the fee,
I crawled the night in search for light,
The raven glared its victorious flight,
As evening creatures shine so bright,
When seems so lost all my might.
I nailed my knees in tearful prayer,
Mind of no surrender in three years,
Dragging the brutalities in my shoulder,
While the unbeliever took no power,
Advices echoes the No HOpe Policy,
As entanglement promise no liberty,
Lawmakers tighten the rope to slavery,
Moralists lambasted my personality,
How do the impossible be possible,
If around the cage character assassins
never cease their queries,
As madden tormentors
clean their dirt in my table,
With horrible shame God listens,
impossibility melted in great realm,
When intervention surface from heaven.