Where Freedom Flies
Prisoners walked the lily fields
in magnetic boots
picking up pieces of shrapnel
left from centuries of hatred
Misunderstandings on Earth
are as certain as battlefields
unnecessary as bleeding hearts
never truly loved
Children of all civilizations
were fed into the factory
placed in single file lines
and taught elastic freedoms
As the elders grew past death
they’d come to realize
peaceful starships could sail
beyond the sun and back
april, two thousand twelve
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beautiful
Thank you, Bonnie 🙂
You write such beautiful poetry…..
thank you for visiting my poetry, Lola, and leaving this lovely comment
What a beautiful, meaningful poem, and that last line just sends me… It sounds like you’re someone ‘in the know’… 😉 Maybe we are truly on the verge of quantum leap, scientifically and, most importantly, spiritually. This is absolutely stunning.
thank you so much for your support and for the kind words you left here, Francis, i am humbly grateful.
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So beautiful! I enjoyed reading and listening to it–both helped me experience the poem differently.
Thank you very much.