Friday, December 16, 2005

Composition: Freedom


Time, they say, heels all wounds. Maybe time will rust and shatter away the iron bars of our political and ideological prisons. But time is not a generous giver, and as much as it giveth, it taketh away. Our pride, our determination, our unwoven memories, our stillborn dreams, our chance to look back with more than an empty stare at an empty, contemptible past. People of my country, stand up, for waiting is no more an option, nor is sterile complacency. The iron bars casting their stiff shadows on our pale faces are begging to be broken, and they shall be, inevitably, completely, and soon. Soon enough for us to remember how we freely took our first steps through a brisk and exciting new day.


Blogger Kathleen Callon said...

Thank you, and wish you well.

9:04 PM  

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