Freedom of Death

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    Freedom of Death

     I got my head in the clouds
    Yet my heels are on the pavement

    Getting lost in the crowds
    Wandering how i've made it

    People fighting to be proud
    Staring in amazement

    People yelling real loud
    Death is like enslavement.







                                                                                            Brandon Holifield

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    knight4696 commented on Freedom of Death

    02-28-2010

    Very nicely written. Powerful imagery and the flow and rhyme are exceptional. Best out of the 5 poems posted! Great job! :) Ken
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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