Saturday, July 3, 2010

free indeed

she cannot forget
her beautifully rich nature, placed in her
by the divine kiss of love
painting her ethos and culture
upon the traverse of the world's
open field.
the place of her true destiny.
all notions of freedom
emblazoned and ingrained
upon her hands.
the blood of her heart
writing out its roadmap
of breaking forth for
the generations yet to come
yes, she remembers
she will always remember
and every mountain will be leveled
for she, the weary
and the rugged places made plain
for her, the weak

and the recompense of justice and mercy
now begins to reign

free. ly.


(from the poetry book 10-ish by Regina Evans)