Goals, Dreams and Freedoms

Goals, Dreams and Freedoms

Inside three fabric walls, trapped for most of her days,

Working for another check, another raise, another dollar saved for her executive's bonus

Yes please, take my sweat and effort,

Take my pride and enthusiasm,

Take my hope and dreams and aspirations

She can’t get out, the way is shut, there is no escape

Or so they think…

Freedom is had elsewhere

Escape

I move from preverbal prison to prison to prison,

My freedom is in my high, my escape, my release, my ecstasy

Words to a page, love to a digital screen,

Words never meant for national review

These are mine, they are precious to me,

Each pixel and blotch of ink, a treasured memory