Poetic Senses
 
In a private life, it began with me always with an
absence of reasoning to personalize myself.
My qualification didn’t seem to be self-important,
time had control to weaken the mind, it was no doubt.
A perfect solution to fit into society, to join the crowd
outside, to walk along, not hide from my own self.
A concealment fills no freedom, in a secret confinement,
heart and soul is a turning point, to see what life is about.
I am what I am, that is the way God made me, a human
being, equal to another in a beautiful life, to be my friend.
When I can believe in me and love myself as God wants,
the punishment will be over, I will understand in the end
Inside the wall of life are my poetic senses where dream
Comes true these are with me for the reward as it may seem

Johanna Fields January02/09

By Johanna Fields

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