Written for Friday Fictioneers ably handled by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields with a photo prompt by Adam Ickes. Today, I felt like going poetic. Pardon me dear readers. Crits are welcome though!!
Pathway to FreedomIn my dreams I walk this pathway to freedom, strewn with steel thorns lips shackled with padlocks rusted in blood In my dreams I walk this pathway to freedom, these azure skies spurring me on from this prison I call windows In my dreams I walk this pathway to freedom, new winds blowing from the horizon floating words in desperation born from bleeding minds the gasping breath of labour pangs In my dreams, I walk this pathway to freedom lips bursting their fetters my soul singing L I B E R T E because I walk this pathway with you Copyright © Celestine Nudanu (14/3/14)
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