Bound By Chains

this is my oldest surviving piece from grade school... written in my 8th grade year.

Release me,

I say onto you,

ye who owns these chains.

You entrap me in chains,

so when I think of the sun,

I'm consumed by the rains.

Take back your foods, your beasts,

for you leave me little, or impure remains.

You kidnap my children,

you send them to far-away plains.

You decrease their happiness,

but increase their pains.

Release me,

my strained heart screams to you,

master of these chains.

Strip me of them,

so when I reach for the sun,

I can dismiss the rains.

Author's Note

Though I have forgotten their names; I would like to thank the teachers of that era of my life for seeing past the athlete and fighter I was so busy projecting, and noticing a writer who needed some encouraging.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Not your best but I still like it...Thank you for sharing with us...:)

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

Thanks, dear friend. I was 13/14 when this was written... Luckily, I have grown as a writer. lol

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Good to know...You are welcome...:)

[koty bell]

This was very descriptive.. Very raw.. And just an all around great write

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

Thanks, I appreciate your great thoughts on this piece. It's one of my VERY first attempts at poetry.