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AM FREE, YET AM NOT

Am free, yet am not

I look straight to the mirror

I saw a man looks exactly like me

A man who has fought and won his freedom

A man who has gone through chains

A man who has gone through hard labours

But when I join the real world

Never knew is a world of pain and sorrows

Never knew is a world full of deceits

I always thought about my days as a slave

Been chained and feed all day

But I can't go back as a slave

Am free,yet I can't breath without fighting for air

Am free, yet I can't eat foods worth eating

Am free yet I can't do things worth doing

Am free yet I go to places worth going

Sometimes I think being chained and feed all day is better than to being a free man

In these wicked world

Freedoms come only when u stop breathing

Freedoms only exist in the world of fantasies

Am free, yet am not

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azubuogu-chinwendu-chukwudi
Nigerian
Published
Mar 11, 2013
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