Freedom of speech you were given
Yet rigid your tongue remained
Of flying above mountains you dream
Yet you are still as you are
To soar with eagles is your hearts desire
But your soul is forever bound by fear
Your surroundings a colourful meadow,
filled to its brim with captivating scents
But all that you detect is pain and grief
Even if an effort was made to lift your head,
Shame weighed it back down again
You were given the deepest blue to dive into
But the inside of a box has captured your comfort
It's wet suffocating presence kept you in
Is there nothing that can unbound your chains?
Is there no one who can peel off the scales of sadness?
Who will bring joy?
Who will bring love?
Who will show the path that must be followed?
Photography: I'm Waiting For You
Written by: José Antonio Henson
2 comments:
I want to sing this. Like, really.
please do!!
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