Freedom Taken Away Poem by Alison Smith
Freedom Taken Away
Swirling mist so dense
Nothing but loneliness around
Lost in the mist of sorrow
Never the escape to be made.
Can you see her faintly in the mist
Can you feel the chill in the air
Can you taste the sharpness of the scene
Can you hear her crying still.
What's best to be open and speak
Or is it better to hide away
What is the cost this time?
Freedom taken away.
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4/21/2024 10:58:56 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Evocative: Can you feel the chill in the air/ Can you taste the sharpness of the scene'