Freedom Poem by Craig Mize

Freedom



Oh how I wish that I was a bird
That flew high in the blue sky.
I would rest on the fluffiest of the clouds
And actually sleep beneath the stars.
Only if I was a bird
I would know how it feels to be free.

Monday, February 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: black african american,freedom,slavery
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Craig Mize 13 February 2019

Thank you Kostas for your kind words.

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Kostas Lagos 13 February 2019

Freedom is precious because of its rarity. Excellent poem

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Craig Mize

Craig Mize

gainesville GA
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