Unknown Freedom

- - By Palesa Mgujulwa

Not knowing that life in itself was my right, bound me.

Curled and left me in circles, Spinning in coal in the cold- hearted community.

Convincing me that self - confinemen­t was key

So, I kept hugging myself in the cold Though I longed to sleep in the warm arms of those who’d teach me about my rights,

Humans who’d tell me that there’d been barriers broken

And I could take off the bandage and dance

But in confinemen­t is no expression So, I lived, and I realized the curls being stretched.

My soul filled with gratitude to the right to freedom of expression which meant my long walk to freedom had begun.

In freedom I danced, expressing life within freely.

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