Blog Poem #1

Freedom

I used to be locked up
But now I am free
I stood up for myself
And did what was right for me

Like a bird in a cage
I could not fly
I would sit in my own cage
My house, I would cry

I hated my cage
It was old and worn
I could not do anything
And my heart was torn

I could not leave my cage
It wasn't allowed
I would just sit there and cry
And then I vowed

That someday I will,
Break free from my jail
And I promised myself
That I would not fail

I held a revolt
To fight for what I knew
And it turned out
That other people knew it too

We had no freedom
The pain cut like a knife
We were all just prisoners
In this game called life

They finally caved in
And now we were free
To do what we wanted
To have liberty

So it does pay off
To believe and try
I fought for my freedom
And now I can fly


My poem shows how when you don't have freedom, how you feel very tight and congested in the world. You have no right to do what you want to and are forced to obey very, very strict rules. That is why I used the similie of a bird in a cage. That bird can't really fly anywhere but in a little, crammed circle. You cannot really soar through the sky and be a real animal being locked up in a cage your whole life. You have no freedom, and that isn't fair. The message of my whole poem is that we are so lucky to be living in America, where we are free to do so much more than other countries ever will. So many Americans take this freedom for granted and don't realize how good we've got it. That is exactilly why I chose to do the subject of freedom: to show people that we are really lucky to have the opportunity to live in a country where we can do what we want to do (except kill people and stuff). Americans should realize that we have the most freedom of any country, and we should not take that for granted.