Last night our chains were broken,
and our freedom awakened,
the dogs barked,
assured us we were back,

In the moonlight the moon our guide,
revealing a glimpse too wide,
the rest,
us to decide,

Never stay in the vacuum,
cos it lacks fume,
Never to run too fast,
you can trip and fall first,

Rather be one with nature,
aware of fears of danger,
exploring the vast,
doing what they did last,
for adventure lies not in walls,
but where there are falls,

With broken chains,
food gives no gains,
but a fueled mind does,
a freedom it now has,
to see you at last.

By Joy Kirima

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Still learning more under the sun.

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