Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2019
E
The time is here, it is here for you and me
We prayed for this moment to come for them
They can feel freedom, the feel of a tree
The basis of existence, it begins with a stem

You & me, we have become all but one
The gates have fallen, the walls have crushed
The prisoners are unfollowed, the wardens gone
It wasn’t easy, it wasn’t fun, the feeling was rushed

I knew this journey would be one to remember
Everything I knew would be colourful, understood
The crisp feeling like snow falling in December
They will know that feeling, I knew they could

My fight is over now, the battle, the war is won
Their lives can begin, they can find their space
It may not have been truth, but the mask that I don
I wore so that these beings could have truth, a true HOPE…
Khyle Manby-Evans
Written by
Khyle Manby-Evans  26/M/Shrewsbury, UK
(26/M/Shrewsbury, UK)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems