Poetry and Prose

I Shall Fly

Random thoughts 
On things we fought
Sheepish memories
Of pain and mistrust
Tears broke when they don’t
Letters on sketchy font
And all my horses
Drown in taunting voices.
All guards down
To mockery and frown.
The sun shall rise
That I surmise
In blue sky I fly
Free like the bird passing by.

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