Poetry: Prisoner of the world - by Kendra Allen

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by Kendra Allen

Created on: August 30, 2009

IMPRISONED

The clatter of the chains that bind
My attitudes and fleeting mind
Resist my spirit's need to flee
And force the person others see
To fit so neatly in my shoes
With little hope to waste or lose...

Oh, how I wish those wrenched chains
Would rust away to crimson stains
No longer clinking with defeat
And crash around my waiting feet-
Upon that day I would be free
To live the life God planned for me.

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