FREEDOM CONNECTION TO SEEING BEYOND THE SKELETON KEYHOLE

BY MELISSA BLACK

This is my view, and it is very bright as I walk into the light. I hold the skeleton key you see. Still having the Freedom connection of independence. With liberation, I stand in control of walking on this red road.

Incarceration will not rob me of my freedoms, as men and women may think. I am self-determined and still free inside of me. You cannot break me.

My Freedom of mind is so eloquently designed and intertwined.

I'm grateful for the freedom to love as a mother and grandmother and as a friend to the very end.

I have the freedom to walk through the garden, that brings my senses alive and helps me thrive.

Born with the freedom of my senses helps me enjoy each day, you could never take that away.

Freedom of taste that doesn't go to waste — ‘cause I'm quite clever in the kitchen. The organic meals I make, the fresh taste of pumpkin on my tongue.

Freedom to smell the herbs and the flowers, and all the body soaps from the showers. Ha! Ha! Ha!

With the magic of freedom to hear the drum and the flute and guitar; the rhythms of my heart expressed through my songs; you could get to know the rest, my stories told that are so bold, and you can wait for the rest.

Freedom of speech that reaches the streets. With a tongue that needs to be sung  and heard.

Freedom of every step I take as I wake, with the beautiful movement of my body so magnetically majestic.

Freedom of knowledge to evaluate and evolve, to becoming the one above that set my course magically and divinely.

Freedom to express with the pony of express, Freedom to tell my story with all its glory.

Here’s to the riding writers express road and delivering with the blessed dust on my face, we are the people of saving grace.

The door is always open and unlocked, we hold the skeleton key you see. | MB

MELISSA BLACK IS A MEMBER OF THE COFFEE CREEK CORRECTIONAL FACILITY HECATE’S LANTERN WRITING GROUP.