The
Color of Redemption
Gone
is the shame you made me feel, the guilt I learnt to breathe,
Out
of the darkest ocean,
Integrity pulled at me.
Integrity pulled at me.
My
lungs reject your judgement,
they are re-filled with the truth.
they are re-filled with the truth.
I
am not confined by who you are,
I am a prisoner set loose.
I am a prisoner set loose.
Engulfed
no more by conditional love ,
my wings have been set free,
my wings have been set free,
Stand
up, you beautiful creature,
take a look at what you can be.
take a look at what you can be.
Lorna Malan
I
am a 27 year old female writer from a small town on the KZN South Coast of
South Africa. Writing has been my passion for over 12 years now. With Copy
writing pieces done and my own blog, which is mostly very creative and about
every day life, I've now included more poetry and I am in the process of
finishing my first book. I have two beautiful children that share my love for
creative arts and writing. I am in love with literature and think life is dull
without it. https://www.facebook.com/Life- in-letters-and-words- 309767909488710/
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I love the metaphor you carry through with breathing. The last lines are powerful.
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ReplyDeleteThis is well done, Lorna :)
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