Freedom Of Words

It is 3am
In the head of a poet
are words
seeking freedom.

the hand beckons
the pen
for their salvation.

each stroke
is Moses parting
the red Sea.
words hitting pages
like prayers hitting heaven

a thousand more miracles
unfurl before dawn.
he learns
to set words free
is to set
himself free.

 

By Luqman Morrison

 

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