A Soul Freed

Source: flickr.com
Source: flickr.com

A Soul Freed

By Tony DeLorger © 2011


Inside me the beauty of creation,

the illusion of being our earthly reality.

Outwardly life is expressed through thought,

the acceptance of a common view.

The game is played with hope and expectation,

goals and morals gifts of human design.

Adhering to the blueprint of life we tread our course,

within our cages, our blind acceptance of truth.

Potential is spoon fed in small doses, just enough for involvement,

too little to see the light beyond the bars, the clouds of discontent.

We become puppets of our own narrow minds, guided by false prophets,

contained by the propaganda of human autocracy.

Until one day we acknowledge flight, and what it means,

the freedom of thought that body can achieve also.

The sun then imparts new warmth, untouched by cold steel bars.

Doors no longer hold and locks fall to dust.

We are free, to fathom life on equal ground,

free to be just who we want to be.


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Tony DeLorger 5 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Thanks tnderhrt23, glad for the timely connection.

Thanks RB,get back to you on Alice Popkorn. LOve it too.

Thanks ChristinS, gload you enjoyed it.

Thanks for reading d-richie93- I'll check out your hubs.

Thanks Silva, the looking never ceases.


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Silva Hayes 5 years ago from Spicewood, Texas

Tony, I hope you find what you're looking for. I have the utmost respect for those who seek.


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d-richie93 5 years ago

Nice poem

please visit one of my hubs and leave a comment


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ChristinS 5 years ago from Midwest

I enjoyed this very much - very beautiful and moving.


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Randy Behavior 5 years ago from Near the Ocean

Tony you wrapped a lot of my beliefs up in this one poem. I can only nod, yep. Nicely done.

Is the photographer alice popkorn on flickr perhaps? She me favorite! Half of my poems have her stuff.


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tnderhrt23 5 years ago

Tony, again, perhaps timing is everything, but, today I relate to this. "Potential is spoon fed in small doses, just enough for involvement,too little to see the light beyond the bars, the clouds of discontent."... so true.

"The sun then imparts new warmth, untouched by cold steel bars.Doors no longer hold and locks fall to dust.

We are free, to fathom life on equal ground,free to be just who we want to be."...the fulfillment of potential...yes,I felt this one to my toes.

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