SATURDAY

The truth became a right

Accustomed by a constitution ruled by principles

Left to be obtained by society

Impact, independence – freedom.

Liberty, carried every day,

 Your back pocket and mine.

Engraved into the alloy,

Stamped with a purpose in life.

Only at a grasp, a struggle, only to pursue.

Can we ever reach happiness?

As an individual

As a right, a must, therefore we strive.

THIS IS A POEM I WROTE IN 2ND YEAR FOR A UNIVERSITY PROJECT, BUT AS MY UNIVERSITY LIFE IS COMING TO AN END I OFTEN FIND MYSELF GOING BACK AND LOOKING AT EVERYTHING I HAVE DONE SO FAR. I CANT HELP BUT WONDER, WHAT NEXT?

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SATURDAY

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