we have waited,
we have yearned;
purposeful freedom duly earned.
smiling we thought we had it all,
yet realise there's time to learn.
- everything has it's due turn.
the littlest task should never refute its call.
for all that
pistol of passion fires
in our unborn desires,
(they creep across the white,
in our cubby hole they hide);
we cannot lie-
or pretentiously deny-
the weight of each moment,
the essence of each laugh,
the pang of nostalgia
the languor of hysteria.
do not brush these aside,
everything has its due turn.
for as long as we create our pride;
you prepare-
purposeful freedom.
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