Freedom

I watch him dance through trials and tribulations
It’s not by chance he takes to pain through cadence
And I in stance abide with eyes his credence
Each circumstance a step to heal your grievance
His perfected prance the way he spins through reason
And I in trance but it mostly feels like freedom

© Delia Ross. 2019

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