By Sally Barret

So many things have been said
But I was not born
To accomplish them.
I was not born
To be a slave of your
Murderous imagination.
I was not born
To be handled with a chain.
My shape was not made
To be fixed –
To be moulded,
When necessary –
But I was born to flourish
I was born to see and
I was born to know.
I was born to be a tide,
To move together with the Moon
And to dance,
in a crazy ecstasy
Under a clear starlit sky
I was born to be put
Meaningful words on my tongue
So that I could speak up,
And not whisper
I was born to be
A free wanderer
Of this world
I was born
To Be.

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