Caught my smile

March 6, 2009
By Jordan Wilson-Dalzell GOLD, Portola Valley, California
Jordan Wilson-Dalzell GOLD, Portola Valley, California
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Favorite Quote:
Oh, if I could run free with the wild horses
I'd run and I would keep going and never stop.
Oh,if I could keen with my brothers the wolves
I'd cry sorrow and call for the freedom we lost.


If I could pick up my legs and just gallop away
my footprints would be pounded in the earth
eternal
If I could hunt with my pack , coexist as one
our cries would be recorded in a wild journal.


Oh if I could race out my heart and challenge
the wind
Even if I lost ,my lose would be mine to own
Oh, If I could speak the name of a word to feel
its birthing roots
If freedom were the word-then I am coming
home.


drops of laughter bounced on earthen floor
echoed by iron pots- soap bubble giggles
wishing for the freedom beyond the door

I laughed-he caught my smile
leverage pinched- won't tell [papa]

but
soul binding cloth peels away
swallowing yellow bile
as I let his fingers
steal my innocence


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