another chance

Re: New World Through Old Eyes Competition
 Posted on: 22nd April 2012 2:53pm

Shackles jingle
and my eyes shine
for
freedom is soon mine,
soon to embrace liberty's power
watching the clock become the hour
seconds pass in elation
waiting still, feeling the desperation
of being back into civility
walking the last steps of captivity
toward the stark cold iron gate
their eyes sly to aggravate
until
stop, unchain,unlock
deep breath, adrenalin restock
heart is pumping, throat is gulping
chains drop, emotions flop
step into light
this time to do it right,
step out
whistles shout,
cops pout,
Gate slam locked shut
do the travolta strut
flip the collar
light that fag
take a deep drag
and admire the sky
the people walking by
the mothers and their children
fake butterflies in a fake garden
the cars and the bikes
plastic enterprise
the lights on the street
flash in tune to the beat
pounding in my soul
the pimps and the ho's
still in the game, anything goes
the violence is filthy
and the money smells wealthy
tower after tower
each promised economic power
citizens are all wired
in their heads in screen
with gadgets they have hired
for marketing domination ,
and what a shit head i had been
to discard with damnation
the last good years
left for simple life.
But freedom
fill my lungs with elation
and i have
another chance in lifes celebration.
so i walk and i marvel into the new world.