Some Day
Someday when I leave this place,
To walk another land,
I'll gladly cast my soul aside,
To please the master's hand.
Earth is here to offer penance
To fools born into innocence.
As they give up their gift of freedom
To serve in tense ambivalence.
I refuse to serve that master.
No pious shackles burden me...
I wander with a pristine heart,
In all places I choose to be.
written 08.27.2016
Copyright © Francis J Grasso | Year Posted 2016
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