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AM FREE,YET AM NOT

Am free, yet am not

I look straight to the mirror

I saw a man who looks exactly like me

I saw a man who has fought for his freedoms

A man who has gone through chains

A man who has gone through hard labours

A man who has served for years to gain his freedom

But when I join the real world

Never knew is a world full with pains

A world full with sorrows and agony

A world full of deceits

I always think about my serving days as a slave

Being chained and feed all day long

But I can't go back anymore

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

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

Am free, yet I can't go places worth going

Am free, yet I can't say words worth saying Am free, yet I can't date a girl worth dating

Am free yet, I can't do things worth doing

Sometimes I think being chained and feed all day as a slave  is better than being a free man In this wicked world

Freedoms only come when you stop breathing

Freedom only exist in the world of fantasies Am free, yet am not

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azubuogu-chinwendu-chukwudi
Nigerian
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Mar 11, 2013
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