Break the shackles

Why cant we break free from these walls,
These rules these shackles that bind us all,
Blinded by society,
White washed by region,
Living like sheep,
Like domino's we fall one and all

One tries to go over the wall,
The rest pull him down,
And tie him down,
Till he becomes the missing piece,
That binds us all.

Dare to dream,
Dream to fly,
Its time we break free from these wall,
Live our dreams,
Or not live at all,
Ditch the herd,
Go make your own,
Break
Dream 
Run 
Fly

Be the man you're born to be,
Because if not its not worth dying for,
Live the dream,
So that with the last breath,
You say I have done it all.

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

Dare to dream,
Dream to fly,
Its time we break free from these wall,
Live our dreams,
Or not live at all,
Ditch the herd,
Go make your own,
Break
Dream
Run
Fly

A fantastic and inspirational piece. You captured a unique and effective rhythm with the enjambment.

[Tricia Pattinson]

Great concepts expressed in this energetic poem....I can't imagine a "sheep" writing it! Well done!

[Angad Waraich]

Thank you for your kind words

[megha vaishnav]

very inspiring! i simply loved it.

[LL]

Very striking poem indeed. Few will dare to dream and even fewer who will live it.

[Angad Waraich]

Thank you for reading and reviewing.

[LL]

Your welcome

[Lyn Anderson]

I love the line "ditch the herd" it says so much with so little. Break the chains. Yes. One thing, there is a typo in the title not in the body of the piece. Shackels should be Shackles, as you well know and have written correctly in the poem.

[Angad Waraich]

Thank you for the review.
And I'll correct the typo.

[Lyn Anderson]

No problem. I enjoyed the poem.

[B.J]

Well done and creative. I really like the last stanza

[Rene Salinas]

Just out of curiosity is that Shackles? One of them silly typos in the title obviously unintentional but I beat KL to it. The feeling in this writing is invigorating as in trying to fligh away like the phoenix or Icarus if one wants. It is also quite interesting to feel that on one had we seem bounded by the forces of what comes from beneath and we think that to be contraints and then flying away as in freeing. I reckon there is freedom in both. Shackles in the end might be heading toward that which does not let you see more of what things really are made of.

Thankyou

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree with the poem.
"Be the man you're born to be,
Because if not its not worth dying for,
Live the dream,
So that with the last breath,
You say I have done it all."
Know freedom, laughter and kindness. A life being a prisoner. Is a hard and long life. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote