Imagine life without love.
Without the warmth of a home.
The comfort of your friends’ support.
The security of your lover’s arm.
Where would that leave you?
What would be your motivation to continue?
Numb to ills of the world I have to break free
Dumb to think this path would come easily
That bliss would be handed to me
Presents are the lessons of the experiences we endure
This (Life) course is free
Life is what education ought to measure up to
Freestyle lessons plans
Of a promise land
Catching up to Freedom
I Have Chosen To Be Free.
*In an effort to get me writing more regularly, a friend suggested that we write something every day. This was randomness in my head one morning as I rode the train into the city for work. A recent writing workshop leader said to me, it doesn’t matter how good it is (or how good YOU think it is) or if you ever use it, all that matters is that you continue to write.