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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Escape (01/02/06)

TITLE: Freedom's Light
By Leslie Lamb
01/04/06


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Shackled to the wall, I am a prisoner of enemies with no faces,
Yet they haunt me and every so often tighten my chains.
No one else knows of this prison I live in,
And many unknowingly led me here.
The darkness that surrounds me closes in even as the Sun rises outside my cell.
I know it is there; I know that it warms the faces of so many, but I am not worthy
So I never reach for the keys of my freedom that lay just within my reach;
I never cry out to the One who sends the Sun each day.
I just stay chained and each day
Hope slips farther and farther away
While my enemies laugh and call me “pathetic.”

Yet freedom seemed to call to me, and no direction I turned could tune it out.
It was there, louder than my enemies.
Like a siren singing to me, it got stronger and stronger.
Then, I saw it –
A bar of light that made its way across the walls of my cell;
I followed the light to where it rested on my hand,
Like a beacon guiding me to the freedom I sought.
I struggled to get to my feet but the shackles and years of neglect held me down.
At last I reached for the keys;
Their cold metal was comforting.
This was my long awaited yet painfully dreaded chance!
The bar of light moved, shining on my feet.
The brightness of it hurt my eyes, but then it started to fade.
Panic.
Frantically I put the keys into the lock, desperate not to lose the light.
“Surely there is more, surely the Sun still shines brightly outside these walls!”
The taste of freedom cleansed my pallet, and I desired more.
With the clang of the first shackle dropping to the floor, I gasped at its release,
And I told myself with a voice I barely recognized,
“You can do it; you’re almost there – just a little further.”


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Amy Michelle Wiley 01/11/06
Facinating poem. It made me stop and think. I like it, good job!
Shannon Redmon01/11/06
Good imagery-Kept me reading!
Maxx .01/14/06
This guys gonna be bummed when he gets outside and it's nighttime! lol! Kidding! I love the imagery and the message. Definately thought provoking. I think you repeated a word or two... but that's minor. Over all good work. Poetry ain't easy! lol!