Freedom of Nature

Subject: Freedom of Nature Sat Jan 30, 2010 12:38 am

Freedom of Nature

I long for the caress of moonlight

Silver radiance against velvet darkness

Yet all I have is the scrape of chains against broken flesh,

Silver stained with innocent blood.

The ethereal glow that once was,

Now replaced by the darkness of my cell,

No warmth in ice, no love in hate,

Imprisoned in my own silent hell.

Regret stains the very essence of my soul,

Burning through my mind without reprieve

The aching pain left smouldering, unable to heal this scar

Heart left broken and cold by the harsh realities of war.

Air once sweet with nature’s breath

Calls to me from unknown lands

Yet all I’m left with is silent nightmares

Tears choked up in suffocation.

The love and warmth of freedom sighs

Separated so long it seems but a dream

A fading memory unable to remain

Its sweetness replaced by bitterness as I scream.

What was once like the beating of my heart

Is now frozen hatred shrouding my very existence with despair

Unable to break away from this imprisonment

While the world watches blindly, beyond reason or care.

I once took a breath to inhale the aroma of a rose,

Blood-red beauty held by a lover’s hand

Now I’m left only with the stench of injustice

With the blood of my people falling on this stolen land.

The soft song of birds breaking through the dawn

Is replaced by the scrape of a tray sliding beneath the bars

A guard patrolling corridors my only contact with humanity

The darkness overwhelming, on the verge of insanity.

Youth stolen like that of the beautiful Yusuf, his story a lesson for humanity

Locked up like a criminal when I’ve done nothing wrong,

My tears falling as a prisoner of war, without the right to live or be free

Each day a struggle as the years drain by, praying to Allah that I can stay strong.

I cry in frustration for the drops of rain I shall never see or feel

Their beautiful pearls of clarity an oasis in a desert of golden sand

Left alone with the dust of a cell and my tears to wash away the pain

Trying to soothe the ache of a broken heart that can never heal.

Overwhelmed by the need to see the sun once more

For the warmth of its golden rays to wash over my face as I rise

It’s been so long now I can barely remember the truth

Numbed by abuse and almost broken under their lies.

All I’ve got left is the faith in my heart

The only light in this darkness of injustice

But even the blaze of its warmth in my soul

Cannot compare to the sensation of freedom in my veins

It flows through my blood with the light of which can never be described

The pain of which can never be felt without its loss felt in reality

Unable to be understood or perceived save by the prisoner sentenced indefinitely

Convicted of a crime he didn’t commit; an innocent man with his life stolen away…