Beneath This Body
You arise awake
Early in the morning
The sun
Its light
Rises
Upon the
Forests
The cities
The beach
Upon
Your face
We
Become
Motion into
Moment
Distant thoughts
In our minds
Telling us
That something
Is not right
But wrong
This life
This world
This song
Trapped
Within a self
A world of
Our own
Making
Our voices
Suppressed
Our hearts
Denied
But we go on
Ignore the
Impulse to
Run
Escape from
The cages of
Reality
Reckoning
But beneath
This flesh this
Exterior this body
The spirit still
Breathes the
Voice still exists
The soul that
Merely waits
For you to
Find it the
Poem that waits
For you to
Write it the
Heart that
Tells you to
Find your true
Self
For
Beneath this
Body there
Are no cages
No restraints
No laws
Only sanctuary
Only refuge
Only words
The light
Through the
Window
Of the prison
Wall
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