Thursday, April 30, 2009

The Return

The world seems suddenly lighter,
my thoughts they wander free.
Discarding the invisible shackles,
I now wander free.

The ties that clipped my wings,
lie now at my feet.
Free to choose glory or ruin,
Free to stand on my feet.

My pride shall never be pawned again,
nor will i suffer fools.
Better to reign in hell than
get crushed in servitude.

Do what feels to me is right, 
Do what to me feels honest.
No paeans to false gods,
no praising false prophets.

The shores of home are calling, 
Hint of a warm embrace.
I did not leave in triumph
Nor do i return in disgrace.