Why Must You Own Me? Poem by Chuy Amante
Why Must You Own Me?
Free souls freely floating
like fish in the sea
Free souls freely roaming
like critters in nature's peaks
Free souls flying, aviating
I FLY like eagles on the wing
Who would trap me and make me their play thing?
Trim my wings, grind my beak, until I looked
like a fine handsome pigeon or a royal turkey
Who can see my perfection, unmolested, and not change ME?
Fly by my side, or under my wings of love, talons gently
steadying thee, moving in and out thru life's breezes,
lofting, floating, swirling, cyclonic potency, blown out,
where does the spent wind go?
I FLY and will continue, it's in my bones and in my sinew
The spirit of freedom is within you.None can control this spirit.On the other hand you have the zeal to make them your part.Lovely, dear bro.
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4/26/2024 7:44:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I do not believe there is one who could roost you Monk :) I can however see you digging your talons into someone else! kidding kidding...it's been a while since you've teased me so I figure I'd get mine in first! lol