PAST BONDAGE

                                                            Go ahead –

Quit, Give up,

Go back to Egypt,

Be a slave, worse,

Be a content slave.

The eternal struggle

Between a past

You can perceive

And a future

That’s God’s secret.

But the past has

No possibilities.

Lock that door.

Jump out

The window.

Brave one,

You can fly.

Look back,

You have

Hero’s wings.

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