And I wanted to raise my voice
at the indecency...
at the sheer depravity...
because I had made a choice
And then I wanted to yell
in the horrid reality...
in the absence of normality..
Until the tears began to swell
And I listened to the whisper
of the faint vitality...
of the freedom in finality...
"Your debt is paid," came with a whimper
And whispers became a loud voice
filling to capacity...
overflowing to ferocity...
I am willing to accept my choice
whispers banishing captivity...
You are strong
You are love
You are connected
You are rising above
voices defying gravity...
You are good
You are humble
You are free
You are paid in full
And I finally see the reason
Whispers filling the freedom
© Evelyn Elizabeth 2015
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