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"Freedom is mine. The earth is still.
I feel the wind. I breathe again.
And the sky clears
The world is waking."
I feel the wind. I breathe again.
And the sky clears
The world is waking."
My voices echos though the trees,the power of it making birds stop there own singing to listen,the trees dancing to the power of my voice. The birds slowly join in,bringing more beauty to the song. I carefully place my hoofs on the ground,making sure I tread carefully as to make no sound to spoil my song. Singing,in my eyes,is the only was a message can truly get across. Of course,not all can sing so well as I,not that I am the boastful type. I sing because it brings me pleasure,it brings me meaning to the life I ruined. The life they ruined. They had no right to take me. No right to make me a slave. No right to brand me a number. No right to let my sister die.
"Drink from the pool. How clean the taste.
Never forget the years, the waste.
Nor forgive them
For what they've done."
Never forget the years, the waste.
Nor forgive them
For what they've done."
I halt,my shadowy body glimmering in the light. I look up into it. And not because it is the direction I end up facing during slavery no,because I want to. This sun brings me hope on what lies ahead of me. A new start. That is why I am here. I shell not be the colt I once was,the colt that got me trapped by law in the prisons. The colt that got me branded another that shell always remind me of my past. That will always remind me of my previous life.
