“unleashing nothing/but the chains”


The romance

would not hold,

your dubious ideas

would stop

fondling each other

when their

Gasping breaths

varicose veins


faltering lips

will rise from the dust

of freedom

unleashing nothing

but the chains.

Let history hold

No legacy for me

Let me leave on imprints

On my progeny

Let me be

What I am.

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