Saturday, April 15, 2017

9402. HOW I MAKE THE TURN

HOW I MAKE THE TURN 
I've loosed my slave and set him free:
Now I can roam unfettered. The onus 
of all that holding on was just too
much. It's Springtime again, and I
just want to wander. Who needs
a person to fetch one's water or 
heat one's food? Certainly not me,
since I do not thirst and I seldom 
eat. I am the free one now, not he.

No comments: