Not Afraid, But Free

Politically Poetic

I come to you in search for answers My heart, my body aches. There are no words to describe the flatness I feel inside my core - It’s like after an earthquake. I’m angry! And I know you know it ‘Cause you can see inside my cells I’m angry at you and I won’t hide it Confine my words in this empty shell. Those that I cherish, those that I need it You took them from me, you took them away. I have to blame you, cause I believe it, That life isn’t trash that dissipates. They say I shouldn’t blame you They say that you give and take away. Well, I am on my knees and beg you Mend my torn heart, heal me from curare. They say I should be fearful Should be afraid for the words I say to you, My God! Today I am tearful ‘Cause…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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