Unbound
Long have I struggled,
    wrapped in chains,
    metal links that bind my heart,
my body, my soul

Bindings that bite,
    that tear and rend,
    as if to punish me
for my escape attempts.

And yet I have struggled
    have yearned to breathe without effort
    to feel without pain
to think without thought

And now, by some strange twist of fate
    some weakened weld, some rusted link
    has snapped and broken
and the chains have fallen.

I breathe,
    a deep full breath
    savoring the air that fills me
air that is somehow different than before

At last I'm free!
    the word seems alien, almost arcane
    filled with a power
the mortal mind cannot imagine

The world is mine,
    to explore, to sense, to experience
    countless new sensations
awaiting my new existence

And stepping free of my shattered chains,
    stepping forward into the world,
    I find myself pausing......

At the bars of my cell.
Houston Blankenship
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