Freedom Poem by Jenna Johnston

Freedom



Fredom is a funny thing
Sometimes you have it
Other times it slips away

I want it badly at times
Other times the feeling fades
It's important to me at the least

People try hard to keep the dream alive
The history of us
People before me felt what I'm feeling
Trapped and controled

Never able to escape
Bound by people and promises
And love

People used to fight for what they beleived in
They fought side by side
Shoulder to shoulder

We all want freedom from something
From bottles and memories
To people and places

It will always be there
We just need to know where to look

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Jenna Johnston

Jenna Johnston

Columbus, Ohio
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