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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Crime/Gangster >> ID #1000509  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
BREAK OUR SPIRIT??
When you argue with a fool you do a foolish thing.
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BREAK OUR SPIRIT??

I write from here where I am kept.
I write from here where I have slept.
However, shake not your head and wonder.
For being here was not a blunder.
I’ve walked the world with my head held high.
Thus it will be the day I die.
Freedom granted, freedom given.
Some man trying to do my live’n.
Yes, a joke for them who so see.
For freedom lives inside of me.
Not a gift for them to give.
But mine to claim by how I live.
Prison is your thoughts and life.
Not four walls and senseless strife.
© Copyright 2005 K. I. Smet (UN: k-i-smet at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
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